I often wonder what everyone else is thinking. Do they think the same way as I do? Do they have scars under their sleeves? Are they suicidal? I’m 17 and in my final year of high school. I’m sure there is some statistic that tells you one in every x amount of people have depression, and y amount of those people are suicidal. But I really don’t believe in statistics, everyone is different, you know. No one would ever guess how my mind works. I am the quiet girl. She sits in the front seat, laughs with her friends, smiles, comforts people, maintains average grades. Who would ever think that that girl feels and thinks the most disgusting and unimaginable things that she does.
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A friend told me the other day, “maybe I hurt like you”. Burning inside I quickly responded, “NO. You will never hurt like me. You may hurt more than me or less than me, but you will never know what I feel. You will never know MY suffering”.
They say depression, like many mental illnesses, come in all kinds of forms and shapes. I believe, not only that I don’t feel like you, I can’t even begin to imagine.