In Prozac Nation, the author says depression happens "gradually, then all at once." I couldn't agree more. You can almost feel yourself slipping, spiraling down until crashing feels natural, but you don't quite realize what you were feeling until later. Then all at once you hit rock bottom and without realizing how you got there, the person staring back at you from the mirror isn't you and you realize it hasn't been for a long time. You're not even sure who you is anymore or if you'd know her if you saw her. It's the same with getting better though. For so long, you can feel yourself almost being where you want to be and who you want to be, but not quite there. Then one day, while you're showering or walking to class or talking with a good friend, you realize our of the blue that you're ok. You realize that you have been for a while. I think that's how happiness happens too. Gradually, then all at once.
I think that is how a lot of things in life happen.
Like falling in love.
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