It\'s too common nowadays.
Why\'s that?
We pointed it out.
Made it a stereotype.
I remember the first time my mom said depression and bipolar disorder regarding me.
You don\'t just wake up one day and say, \"Wouldn\'t you look at that, I have depression.\"
It overcomes you slowly until it hits you harder than you could have imagined.
In sixth or seventh grade, I remember jokingly saying I was going to kill myself.
Over what, you may ask?
Most likely \"boy drama.\"
It wasn\'t until the nights I stayed up crying
Over the horrors that haunt me that I realized that what my mom was saying was true.
I find it strange how people can\'t remember dates.
I remember the time of day of which something awful happened.
Horrors of a loved one dying at eleven o\'clock ish at night but it wasn\'t until 1:34 that your mom told you.
Horrors of a guy with no face and no voice forcing you to strip at 5:26 in the morning after you stayed up all night talking to strangers on the Internet.
Horrors of your first real relationship being mentally abusive starting at 3:53 at his house.
Horrors of waking up at night not being able to control your own hands as blood and other fluids drip down your hand at 4:27 a.m.
You look at someone,
You hear the way they talk,
And you put them in a box.
You make them a certain way in your head.
But, hon,
A smile
Can hide
A lot.