Admitting depression

I’m sitting in the darkness but I’m surrounded by light. I’ve always had this inner voice telling me I was not worthy of love. For a year this voice grew louder, telling me every fucking moment I was worthless. This voice grew so loud it prevented me from hearing anything else. I reached the point where panic attacks and anxiety were part of my daily routine. This voice is called depression. And depression is a fucking bitch. So i’m sitting here in the darkness, knowing there is light but not being able to reach it. Trying to be patient and navigating these dark waters until I can emerge, stronger, more authentic and happier. 
-November 2017-