The very cold and bitter feeling of depression is a nasty thing. People get depressed because they are either lonel, or just had a bad life. Usually it's someone dealing with death, or family murder, or sights they cannot un-see. Despair is the worst emotional feeling you can have. It's a chilling place and state of mind where your internal organs are just black clumps of coal, and all you want to do is fall into the spiraling black-hole to end all of your misery. In Hemingway's story, "A Clean, Well Lighted Place," the old man portrayed this type of despair very well.
Imagine what this old man was going through. He attempted to end his own life. A permanent solution to a temporary situation. Depression is something you can control. It’s a choice whether or not you are depressed. You may sit around at first and then end up spending your nights at a café drinking. The solution is to get out and do something and just let yourself live. If the old man had attempted to make conversation with the waiters, the older waiter and the old man could have conversed with similar outlooks and he could have gone home with a more positive attitude and a successful acquaintance.
Depression is a never-ending hallway; it reaches its hands out to grab your soul into its realm for eternity. At that moment you have to decide which route to take. Either let the cold wrinkly hands take you so you can spend your days cooped up clutching a bottle or crying. The other route? Endless possibilities to push the cold hands back from whence they came.
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