April 2011
1 post
Depression
I am depressed. I know I’m depressed because I am sad and worried and anxious and I don’t know why. I know I am depressed because I start trouble during good times, and I somehow find some sick comfort during bad times. Why is it so hard for me to accept happiness? Maybe it’s because I don’t have anyone to listen, or the people that I need to listen don’t want to...
