Unfortunately, depression never goes away
Sometimes it seems toget better but other times it rears its cruel despair and drags you down into those dark, foggy distance with all the pain and despair crept into my dreams then engulfed me again.
I can’t help that I suffer through years of it most people in my life belittle and mock me because of depression like it is my fault, I thought educating them would help them understand but all they do is ignore me and disregard what I say and how I feel.
Do my feelings and wishes and plans not even matter?
What is the point of it all?
I suffer in silnce now noone cares
I spend my nights silently crying till I cant cry anymore
I spend my days just trying to not cry in front of anyone
I paste on a mask of stoicism slipped from time to time.