Imagine being stuck in rapids and the only way to get to safety is to swim against it. At first you are determined, you are strong. You feel like you are getting somewhere. But then it starts to take its toll. Your energy is fading fast. Your entire body begins to ache. You feel as though you have not moved, not even an inch. You are so exhausted you want to scream, or cry, or get angry, or sleep. All while in the back of your mind there is a voice telling you how much easier it would be to stop fighting, to just go with the flow. Even though you know that it would be the end.
For those of you who are lucky enough to not have suffered, this is what it is like to have a mental illness. Every second of everyday is a constant battle. Every second they are fighting the voice that is screaming at them to give up. And the worst part is it is all internal.