Depression

Depression

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*TRIGGER WARNING* Darren Mercy is sad, well thats not the word for it; he's sad, but not sad. He's numb. He's asked himself why, thousands of times. He has everything. Friends, a great mom, to some people he has the perfect life. He looks for some sort of reason to be sad, some reason to feel the way he does. But he's depressed, not sad, not mad not anything. Depression is numbness And it doesn't care who you are, or how old you are, or how good of a life you have. Depression is relentless, an on going war. You either win, or die trying... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part of The Gone Unnoticed Series

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