Depression is different for every person who experiences it. Everyone deals with it differently. There is no one or right way to deal with it. When I was 12 years old I was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety. I am now 20 years old and still struggle with depression. Some days are harder than others and that’s okay. I’m human that’s how life is. Just how depression is different for everyone beating depression is also different. I have had many friends who have struggled with depression and confided in me and each of their stories are unique. The way they have overcome their struggles are all different. After 8 years of dealing with depression I wish I could say my battle is over and won. But in reality that’s not how it works. My reality is some days I wake up and I don’t want to get out of bed. My battle is won when I get myself out of bed to go along with daily life. My battle is looking in a mirror and seeing every single flaw and calling myself ugly. My battle is won when I stop and breathe and say I was born for a reason and I am beautiful. My battle is not wanting to eat because I think I’m fat. My battle is won when I make good choices and eat right because food is fuel that your body needs to survive. On my lowest days depression made me want to die. For years I was suicidal and contemplated suicide. My battle was won when I was able to stand and say I deserved the life I was given. Depression made me stronger. It showed me how low I could fall but how high I could soar. How strong I truly am. Everyday I wake up I am beating my depression. Everyday I stand tall I am beating my depression. Every time I smile I am beating my depression. Even if I still struggle I have won my battle because I know that I have a purpose in life and I can achieve whatever I put my mind to.