Catwalk while in the slums.

I think everyone has heard the phrase “Fake it until you make it” and in my experience, it can be the saving grace when you are drowning in depression. As a veteran with this condition, I vigorously experiment with a multitude of techniques to get myself out of the hole. The trick is to convince yourself into believing something better outside your personal hell. The shift isn’t instant, more like the gradual lifting of the veil, but it’s way better than nothing! If you can’t walk, crawl. Do whatever it takes to keep on moving; because standstill kills. This is my story of how crawl turned into a catwalk.