I never knew i was different. I never realised I changed. It started small, a couple bad thoughts, a couple days late to school, a couple whimpers to myself at night. Of course I only never noticed because I thought I was normal. The decent into depression was so slow that by the end of it I thought I had slight anxiety. Ironic really, I now know I have both depression and anxiety. Severe depression and anxiety to be exact. Almost the worst. And yet theres nothing worse. Forgetting how to live a happy moment in life. Of course I can still be happy... for a second or two. Seeing a new born baby, or a puppy. But the glancing away and seeing nothing but darkness. All the light in the world is quickly snuffed out imminently when I notice it.
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Living With Depression And Anxiety
Non-FictionShort chapters about what it feels like from my perspective to live with depression and anxiety at age 16.
