It’s an everyday battle with depression. Every day she has to make the choice to happy, to push her pain, sadness and insecurity aside, but she has to admit, it is very hard. Most times, it’s just a matter of putting up appearances, happy during the day, sad and depressed at night. She’s a cheery bubbly person during the day, when she’s in a good mood, she smile when she doesn’t want anybody to ask what’s wrong. Nobody understands. When she’s left all alone at night, when it’s just her and her thoughts, that’s when it’s the worst. She thinks about everything, and she cries and cries and cries. She’s had a headache for days, and no pain killer can seem to cure it. She stresses herself out, over-thinking and crying. She cries herself to sleep almost every night. She’s not happy. She feels neglected and ignored.



