Elif Shafak. 10 minutes 38 seconds in this strange world (№ 410068)

My mom – I called her aunt – often felt the same way, maybe even worse. People have always advised her to overcome depression. But I have a feeling that as soon as we begin to see something as an enemy, he becomes stronger. Like a boomerang. You throw him away, and he comes back and hits you in the face with force. Maybe you should make friends with depression.