I am the disease only you can see
I am the illness no one believes
I am the beacon of your demise
I lurk in the shadows of your soul
I am that which makes you different
I am the impetus which drags you down
I am the headwater of your tears
I lurk behind your irrational fears
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I was diagnosed with depression when I was 13, was treated for about a year or two, then dismissed the fact that I even had it until about a year and a half ago . . . I need to stay vigilant and support this cause not only for myself, but for my children as well. I need them to know it’s okay to talk about it and ask for help if they feel they need it.
Even if you don’t suffer from mental illness, chances are someone you know does. Well, you know, besides me. So someone else you know does. . . Many people suffer in silence because they’re afraid to admit there’s something wrong inside of them, and it just shouldn’t be that way.
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