I could have killed you. Or I could have killed you, Percy said. Jason shrugged. If there’d been an ocean in Kansas, maybe. I don’t need an ocean— Boys, Annabeth interrupted, I’m sure you both would’ve been wonderful at killing each other. But right now, you need some rest. Food first, Percy said. Please?
Listen to the people who love you. Believe that they are worth living for even when you don't believe it. Seek out the memories depression takes away and project them into the future. Be brave; be strong; take your pills. Exercise because it's good for you even if every step weighs a thousand pounds. Eat when food itself disgusts you. Reason with yourself when you have lost your reason.
Owners of dogs will have noticed that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they will think you are god. Whereas owners of cats are compelled to realize that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they draw the conclusion that they are gods.