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Mental Health a visual analogy


Today I came across this visual analogy on Facebook. 
It explains how Depression is like hoarding, our head is our home. 
See, and it's so true. 
Some people have a neat organised mind/house, some people, like me, are more eclectic in our storage. 
Multiple events happening can often topple my organised chaos over. 
I have debt, that I bury my head in the sand about (I know I need to sort it) but that hole in the sand is comforting...
Recently I have asked for HELP. 
My facade has fallen and the cracks now show to the outside! 
The pills I take no longer work on their own. I knew this time would come. 
I'm still struggling, but not so much on my own. 
Though sometimes I need just me space, people find that difficult to understand.  They worry (which is fair) I have thought bad thoughts (self harm, worthlessness and self-hate). I'm pragmatic enough to not do anything. 
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