Depression isn't always crying your mascara off in the shower and playing sad songs in bed.
Sometimes, it's not wanting to talk to anyone for days, and other times it's desperately needing to be around people.
Sometimes depression is having no appetite even though you haven't eaten anything for two days and other times it's eating everything you have in the fridge.
Depression isn't a loved one holding you and telling you it's going to be okay.
It's sitting across the table, not eating, having them ask you what's wrong, and knowing you're ruining their night because you can't seem to snap out of it and just be happy.
It's the frustrating feeling of desperately wanting to enjoy something and just be normal for once.
It's keeping things secret from the people you love because you don't want them to look at you like you're broken.
No, depression isn't beautiful black and white images.
Depression is lonely and frustrating and most horribly exhausting.
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I am a Victim
Short StoryYou may say, "I don't see any cuts." But why would I cut where you can see?
