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~"If you want it to make sense, YOU say it."~

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Plagued by demons Equestria has no name for, a human female tosses and turns in fruitless slumber.

Anya bears a diagnosis known by many, but understood by few, and nighttime is the only time she is able to drop the masks she wears to survive life outside her apartment.

If only things were simpler, like the vibrant ponies she's come to adore. If only that world was a real place she could see and touch and feel, perhaps the horrid empty feelings would vanish and she could be as happy as she pretended to be.

Tragedy and pain are universal... and the Moon Princess heeds all calls...

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Not many words can describe how this made me feel...

But the few tears I shed, can...

6596377 I'm sorry it made you sad. :heart:

It is not our fault we are how we are. We can't help it if we're depressed, anxious, ADHD, twitchy, obsessive, compulsive, or anything else. It's never our fault, yet people hate us for it, and blame us for our problems.

Also, Anya should look into finding a different therapist. It's a therapist's job to help his/her patients feel better, not spew nonsense. Honestly, going from constantly thinking about dying to constantly wishing about not existing is hardly an improvement...

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!

You did good.
I can relate to this. Wouldnt mind having Luna show up for a chat. Think she more then anyone could really understand.
Ive got my own dysthymia I deal with, and the ive got my wifes too. So this... yea.

6596754 Some things MAY have been dramatacized. :twilightsmile: But thank you. :heart:


6596755 I think everypony in the fandom is dealing with something; that's why I wrote it. I wanted people to know they weren't alone.

6596659
It's alright; I'm almost always sad, even if it doesn't seem like it.

This story just reminds me of stuff.

I've been depressed for a long time, and I just snapped out of the major part of it a month or two ago, so I completely understand the feeling. That said, this story is absolutely beautiful and I would say definitely deserves a place in my favorites:fluttershysad::heart::pinkiesmile:

Oh my...
Heheh that's how I feel sometimes...
And once I had a dream that was similiar to this

6599954 Thank you... I'm glad it could reach someone who felt similarly. That's why I wrote it. :heart:

6601184 :eeyup:, mine comes from having a bad childhood then ending up betrayed by the person who took me from it, and now having no serious control over my life and no idea what to do to get the life I want:fluttercry::flutterrage: It sucks, but I'm glad the depressing emotions that I was locked in have left, because they did not help (sigh)...oh well, I have a couple people who truly care about me, this site to give me a feeling of support and community, stuff to keep me occupied, and my more positive and determined feelings back now that my depression's gone, so it could be worse:pinkiesmile::twilightsmile:

Everyone needs a Luna in there life, one that will be there for them when they need it most. Thank you for telling such a wonderful story Noir.

This is a beautiful story, and quite heartfelt. It said what it needed to say in this brief time, a hallmark of a wonderful writer. Very lovely, very well done.

Wow. Speaking as someone with depression, I don't think I've ever read Luna saying such a cruel thing except maybe as the Nightmare. "There's nothing wrong with you"? Guess the crushing despair and enormous difficulty with everyday living are how things should be, then. "All your suffering could be stopped if you just tried harder"? Sure, because it was definitely Luna's strength that banished Nightmare Moon.

Oh wait. No it wasn't. It was a magical superweapon powered by six exemplars of friendly virtue. That's a far better model: rely on others when you can't do it alone, and when you get the chance, give yet others the same gift.

The philosophy in this fic sounds great when you're doing well enough, but when you can't seem to get it together, it's nothing but further condemnation for being so weak-willed as to be unable to fix everything yourself.

Howdy, hi!

This was wholesome. I like the affirmation at the end with Luna a lot that just helps her get through everything. It's a sweet moment that punctuates the struggle the woman is going through. Also, despite not having actually experienced this personally this moment really hit close to home:

"Did you wish it would just end? Every moment? That one morning you just wouldn't wake up? Were you riddled with irrational fears that something was going to go wrong at any moment and things were going to be irrevocably fucked up and it would be your fault and no one would ever talk to you or love you again? Or told your demons are all 'chemical imbalances', that your brain is the problem, that you're the one who's messed up?!"

I have several people in my life that struggle with those kinds of feelings, and I can only hope they can be comforted like this too eventually.

Thanks for the read~!

This is going to be a toughie to comment for, as it describes a serious subject. I will preface that I have never faced depression, but I’ve had friends that have. Hopefully, as the author’s note put it, I can be their Luna

At the heart of the story, I like the clever approach and idea of Luna comforting a person with depression. Especially with the description of how Luna must understand other’s troubles, especially ones hard to describe accurately. Ones that are deeply personal and nobody (or nopony, in Luna’s case) understands. No other pony knows what it’s like to experience being taken over by a Nightmare (except, maybe some of the other Princesses). Given from Anya’s counter, the experiences are not the same, but it doesn’t diminish the fact that a struggle in one’s personal life can either weaken or deepen their compassion. Luna is a good example of the latter.

Also, love the descriptions, the sights, the smells, it is pleasing to read:

Luna's fur, looking softer than the finest mink, covered her sleek, lithe form, and her large, elegant wings were feathered in a hue just a shade lighter than her coat.

It felt like fog—cool, like a night's breeze, with the thickness and heft of mist. The sparkles tingled. Anya pulled her hand back. It smelled of clean rain.

I don’t blame Anya for wanting to touch.

Thanks for writing!

oh i absolutely love this piece! there is so much to relate to, if the age of the protagonist weren't enough.

"I heed the calls of all distressed dreamers," Luna told her, ruffling her wings. The sound reminded Anya of her parakeets. "You—many of your kind—are almost Equestrian, in a way," she continued, nodding to Anya's laptop. "You watch us, write stories, keep us in your hearts and minds. You make us real."

there's something really deep and wonderful about this. that connection we feel to these characters and this world and the culture of these ponies. just being called "almost Equestrian" would make me, personally, very happy.

Luna lowered her ears, and Anya realized she'd been shouting. The Moon Sister made a soothing sound, and, leaning forward, gently licked Anya's cheek. The mare's tongue was soft and warm, cleansing the dried salt from Anya's earlier tears.

"You are not as broken as you wish to believe." Luna met Anya's eyes, and Anya saw sadness in their emerald depths.

"I... I'm not?" she whispered. Luna shook her head.

"We all have our own Nightmare inside. And we are all strong enough to banish it."

and ugh, that is just so wonderfully comforting. thank you so much for this

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