Hi, my name is Caitlyn Shaffer. This is my journal. Inside it contains all of the emotions I've been experiencing lately. Some are good, some are bad. Yeah, mostly bad. Anyway, this is my story.
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For two straight months I was depressed. Not a single happy day. Not a single happy moment. Not a single ounce of sunshine seeping through the dark rainclouds that haunt my existence. I was never happy. Always gloomy. Nothing seemed to be going right. Everything came crashing down around me. And I felt hopeless. I lost my car and my job all in the same day. Almost lost my home. My depression worsened. I decided I didn't want to be alive anymore. I wasn't suicidal, But I just didn't want to exist anymore. I didnt see a point in continuing my own existence. But I never tried to kill myself. I never did anything self destructive. Instead, I just put on a brave face, And walked through these empty halls like it was a secone home to me. At home, I never got out of bed. I didnt do any of the chores i was asked to do. I didn't speak to anyone, and when i did, they were either short responses or just grunts. By the end of my depression period, I felt do weak and so worn down, all i wanted to do was cry. Kick, scream, and cry. But i didn't. Maybe I shed a couple tears, but i didn't break down. And still, to this day I keep my head up and keep a sense of hope that tomorrow is going to be better. And it was. Now I feel better than I have in months. I'm happy. I'm free. I feel loved. And that's more than i could ever ask for.
