I often wish how good it would be if it were like that or like this. I imagine an ideal life and when I realise that the world differs from my vision of ideality, I get depressed.
But in reality, Ideality for each person is different and it is not necessary that everyone should speak the same language that I do or live in the same ideal world that I do. The trick to actually get out of depression is to never realise that Idealism, as nothing in this world is Ideal. Ideality is an illusion and is best kept that way. The more I try to realise that illusion and bring that to reality, the more I realise that the Ideal state is only an illusion and reality is always different.
