Twilight Sparkle has just ascended, but as the weight of the crown begins to sink in her mind, depression sets in. What can Fluttershy do to help?
Written in a fit of depression
I am the author. I write words. You are the reader. You bring the words to life, along with my messages. All I ask of you is that you bring my words to life...and learn from my life.
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I see what you were trying to do, but giving a depressed person a kid to look after ... no. Taking them to get help, however, would be an entirely different matter.
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I get what you're saying good pony sir. I get it. It is a bad idea to give a colt to somepony who is depressed.
However, there's two reasons I wrote the story like this. The first reason is because in "All Things Small and Wonderful", (I believe...or is it "All Things Bright and Beautiful?" Idk.) by James Herriot, there is a case of one man being pulled out of depression because of his dog. He cared for his dog, and when the dog went blind, he was going to commit suicide. The vet, James Herriot, reminded the man that "This dog depends on you! Now, here's what I want you to do, every morning, no matter how bad it is, just get up and face the day for your dog." And every morning, that man got up. And years later, he told the vet that because of his dog, he was pulled out of the valley of depression.
This is what I wanted to explore here. I wondered, if not with a dog, can it happen with a colt? A kid? And that became the basis for this story.
I hoped this explained everything you were saying here. If not, let me know.
(What? i said two reasons yet stated only one? lol. Here's the second reason.)
The second reason for writing like this is because of personal experience. I've been depressed, sometimes to the point of suicide. What has STOPPED me nearly every single time was the knowledge that someone cared for me...but there were moments when even that knowledge wasn't enough. So what stopped me EVERY single time? The fact that one person needed me.
ONE person needed me.
That is the reason that I stand here today. Whether that person was my parents, my friends, or my closest companion of Jesus, I've been pulled from the brink every-single time.
I hope this answered everything! If not, then let me know, and I'll be glad to answer them! Brohoof! /)