The worst part
of having clinical depression is knowing, that you can never really be happy. No matter how hard you try, its never gonna happen for you. But there are those moments where you’re happy. You wish they could last longer.
But with depression, you can be happy one moment and ready to kill yourself another. its a horrible sickness.
Lately its been a little better. I’m with someone who always makes me happy, even though we are mean to each other sometimes. I can be myself around him without having to worry about him thinking im weird. I’ve never been this happy in a relationship, ever. I love him. So much. But now I think my family might be trying to get me away from him, and I dont know what to do. If they take him away from me, they will be taking away my happiness. I dont know what id do if he wasnt in my life. Im really hoping they dont have the heart to do that to me.