I bet you thought that you and your bestfriend would never get into a fight. You guys thought that one little arguement or disagreement couldn't tear you down. I thought the same thing. But oh was I wrong.
The first time I was diagnosed with depression, I thought how can anyone keep it to themselves? How do they not tell their parents.? But now it's been two years. And I understand completely why you don't want to tell anyone about it.
All that's left of me is sadness and anger. They say Depression is just anger without enthusiasm But sometimes I feel like I can hurt anyone in my path. And then there's the times I cry because I'm so angry but don't want to do anything about it.
They said it was going to get better I wasn't sure at first but eventually it did. But every now and then it comes again. That feeling that I never thought I would feel once more. I was sure I was done and through all the sadness had flew I thought it was impossible to travel down that lonely, open path. But guess what? I'm back.
Maybe all he wanted was the strong girl the loving, caring, kind girl the sweet, outgoing one the one who was so much fun. the girl who was smart and flawless and who loved everyone including herself. Maybe that was too much for him to ask for but he got his wish. And no it wasn't me. it was her.