Healing Depression + Anxiety
A letter to the one who's still carrying more than anyone knows:
You don’t need more advice.
You don’t need another list of tools or strategies to manage what you're feeling.
You’ve already tried—maybe harder than anyone realizes.
You’ve carried a lot. Silently.
Held yourself together when it felt like everything inside was falling apart.
Moved through days with a kind of quiet numbness…
or anxiety that wouldn’t loosen its grip, no matter how much you understood it.
Somewhere along the way, it started to feel like you were drifting—
from your own center, from your body, from something that once made you feel alive.
And now, maybe you wonder:
Is it too late to come back?
Is there anything left in me that can feel, move, want?
There is.
I’ve sat with enough people in that place to know—
and I’ve lived there myself.
For nearly two decades, I carried depression woven through my family line—
heavy, confusing, and often invisible from the outside.
What’s hurting in you isn’t a flaw.
What’s heavy isn’t permanent.
And the part of you that’s still reaching—that’s your lifeline.
This work isn’t about fixing you.
It’s about returning.
Returning to clarity, direction, vitality, and the truth that you are still here.
Even now.
I won’t push you. I won’t pathologize you.
But I will walk with you, and I will tell the truth as we go.
If you're ready, we begin from exactly where you are.
—Hunter