It was just another ordinary day after a mundane routine of unimportant work. Like a bunch of worker ants on clockwork, we mindlessly took the company transport from the office in the industrial estate and alighted at the nearest MRT (Mass Rapid Transit) train station. Practiced, we tapped the transit link card, went through the gantry, and went up to the platform to wait for the train to ferry us home. The platform was shone brightly by the sun before it retired for the day. That ordinary day would turn into weeks, months, and years.
It was supposed to be just another ordinary day, but the accountant, Carina (name changed to protect the person’s identity), came up to me and interrupted my rehearsed mundanity. By then, I weighed my lightest at 42 kg and stood at a 1.61m. I tried to eat more but continued to lose weight more rapidly than I could fatten. Compelled, I removed my protection-from-human-interaction earpieces. Continue reading When Depression is about Successful Survivorship