Depression is the outcome of heartbreak and loss. Depression is a sickness that's very hard to cure, it can consume your life. You start off by just acting sad, not every once in a while but all the time. Then you go into isolation, you stop talking to people and push everyone that tries to help away. It physically hurts you to push all the ones you care about away but, you do it anyways. You find any way possible to make yourself feel worse. Then you come back, you tell everyone you're better now since you had some time alone when you're really not. You can't stand being alive and you feel worthless. Yet no one around you knows because you can hide it so well. You can fake your happiness to the extent where everyone is fooled. You can tell someone that you're still depressed and they don't really believe you cause you act so happy. Inside you're not, you beg for death and it never comes. Eventually, you start sleeping in class since you can't sleep at night because all your thinking about is death. You wish it upon yourself.
