A Slice of Motivation
Overcoming the Depression
My name is Sonia, and l feel alone in this world. I am tired of all the drama. There is too much going on. We have started to pass a pandemic. Mass shootings seem to be happening almost every day. There are movements happening in this world. I am tired, but I am stronger than I have ever been. I thought that I would never recover from my depression. Until this one day that I ate a delicious, perfect chocolate cake.
My sister, Debra, decided to stop by. She brought me this chocolate cake. She asked, “How are you feeling today.” I grunted, and replied, “Not good. I still feel tired.” Debra said,” We’ll eat a piece of this cake. I guarantee it will make you feel much better. I made it with love just for you.” It actually makes me feel a little bit better. I knew that my sister planned her day around me just to make a cake and visit. There was a time when we could not stand each other. We are only two years apart. A little too close because I used to be a pesky little sister. I was clingy and a brat with her. She yelled at me almost every day and I rebelled to piss her off.
There was this one time that I took Debra’s favorite T-shirt without permission. She got really pissed about it all. She stormed into my room and yelled, “You took my shirt again, you little brat! How many times do I have to tell you to stay out of my stuff?” She was angry. She grabbed a piece of chocolate cake that was on a plate and threw it towards me. The cake landed on her shirt. Fearfully, I said, “Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” She paused and then started to cry. This was the type of relationship we used to have.
Now, here was my sister trying to make me feel better with a chocolate cake that she made just for me. She asked, “So what has been bothering you? I paused because I did not want her to know my problems. I had been going through a lot. The worst part about it was my ex-boyfriend who I had been with for the last 3 years. He was really good to me, but he was also really bad. He would call me some really bad names. He would say, “Hey you stupid bitch, you dumb broad. You will never be anything.” I would just run to my room and cry. He was emotionally crushing my spirit.
I answered my sister and said, "Oh sis, there are many things going on. I lost my job. I have been too depressed to get out of bed, and my friends think I am losing myself. They are constantly making me feel worse. I am just stuck in a place where I can’t figure out what I want to do next. The worst thing is that other family members are probably laughing at me. My boyfriend drinks too much and starts to say awful things. It all just makes me feel like what he says is true. I keep thinking of mom who just died a year ago. I feel like I do not have that emotional support anymore.”
My sister served us a piece of that chocolate cake and we started talking about our lives. It made me feel better because I felt like she was taking over my mother’s place by giving me the same advice and emotional support. It felt kind of good. My sister was telling me about how she used to go through similar situations. She said to me, “ Sis, I think you should talk to a therapist. It would be really good for you. I had to do it last year and it was the reason why I finally left my drug-addicted boyfriend and started to do more with my career. I am not at the place to reach my goals, but I am almost there. I feel good about it. I think you should do it. You get a unbias opinion from somebody who has no favoritism in people and is just there for only you." I was eating my piece of cake and it really made sense of what she was saying. I was actually starting to feel better.
The next day, early in the morning, I got out of bed. I decided that I wanted to change my career. I was going to start doing what I loved to do most. My passion was always helping people so I started looking for jobs that would take my college degree and use it for good. My ex-boyfriend was trying to come by and call me, but I had made up my mind that we were over. I was not going to allow him to emotionally abuse me anymore. I also decided that I was going to take my sister’s advice and I called the therapist to make an appointment. I felt good, and I felt like my mother would be proud of me at this very moment.
My sister came by and she brought me another chocolate cake. I think she really enjoyed doing what my mother would have done. She said to me, “Wow, you look much better today. What happened little sister? Was it the chocolate cake?” She teased. She just wanted to make sure I was doing better. I told her, “Actually, yes, I am doing much better today. I woke up refreshed, and I woke up telling myself that I was not going to be a victim to the failures. I am in charge of my life and I am going to do all the things that make me feel better. There is much worse than I could be dealing with. Today I woke up in charge of my future and changing the things that were weighing me down.” My sister was proud of me. She smiled and said, “Sis, you inspired me today. I know that every person, myself included, can change our current situation if we are not happy. Mom would be absolutely proud of you!” We conversed and laughed a little, but by the time my sister left, we both felt like we could conquer any demons and the world.
It might have been the chocolate cake, but I knew it was not. It was the strength and the courage to fight my depression and negative thoughts. I realized after my sister left that my past may have given me a little downtime, but I will always be in charge of my future. I am in charge of my own happiness. I am grateful for my sister’s visit. I am grateful that she cared enough, not to judge me, but to help me get out of my situation. It was the best thing that a visit with chocolate cake actually did for me. Today is definitely a better day!
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Gina R (Gibana)
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