I’ve spent my life being the person who is always thinking of others, always trying to help make everyone else’s lives around me better. I’m the clown, the one who laughs and jokes with others and makes others smile when they need it most and people apparently enjoy my company. However, I am just a stepping stone for everyone, they use me to get what they need and then move on, leaving me to feel alone and isolated again.
People see me as the happy and friendly guy, however, I’ve struggled in secret, for the most part, with depression my entire life. I promised myself I […]