Depressed
It was something like a slap in the face because I never knew depression could affect me. I couldn’t help to think, “why me?” from then on I began to cry myself to sleep every night, and I closed myself off from everyone.
It was something like a slap in the face because I never knew depression could affect me. I couldn’t help to think, “why me?” from then on I began to cry myself to sleep every night, and I closed myself off from everyone.