And he created man in his image?

You know some times you have this image of a person and you're so comfortable and completely confident of that image you hold, thinking that "That's it. That's who he/she is."
Then something is revealed and all you're left with is fragments of a picture you once held.
I know learning good things about someone, especially a friend, is always a good thing and I won't ever regret getting to know them better but I'm just saying this because after 20 years of life, I've finally noticed it.
I don't really know what I'm talking about here. Guess I just had a really depressed-night. As in a night filled with depression (not necessarily mine and not necessarily generated by one person only). I actually like depression. I feel guilty when I'm happy, there's just something in me that tells me I don't have the right to be. Weird, eh?
Anyway, about the revelation. Well, like I said, I'm all for social bonding and after what was said, I don't find myself feeling differently about the speaker. I just viewed that person in a different light which I would really like to stress is not a bad thing. Honestly, it's not. I'm actually happy it happened (not for my sick depression-phile reason) but because knowledge can only make you wiser, right?
Everybody has their own weaknesses and their dark moments, but I believe it is our duty as habitants of this planet to live through it. I don't believe in god (I actually have the courage to say it out loud now) so I can't offer advice like some supernatural being will always be with you kinda thing, but I do know that a human being will be there for you. And it might take a lot of effort and a humongous torchlight to find those people, but they are there. And they will care.
To quote Peyton from One Tree Hill, "There are more than 6 billion people in this world, sometimes all you need is one." All you NEED is one, but more often than not, you'll get more than one. And I say this from the experience of being a very troubled and twisted person. No matter how many batteries or nuclear reactors you need to deploy to power your torchlight just to find the hands out there waiting to pull you up and out, it's worth the fight.
After all, if we don't fight to live, aren't we just living to die?