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(n)Someone who hides pain behind a smile 

Who are you Depression? I am not sadness which goes away! You laugh, smile, because I don't always make myself heard, but everywhere I follow you.

Don't show too much happiness or I'll rip that smile off your face. That's what I am, and if I got you hard, I will grow more and more around you ...and one day you will collapse under my weight.

Depression is when you have everything you could want, you don't think about the now that you own it but when you will lose it.

You can not live in peace with you, because any of your thoughts are followed by an "what if ...".

A continuous hallucination of all the evil that could happen and a constant pain of imaginary wounds.

When you feel heavy anguish on your shoulders, it will crush you sooner or later.

From the day you learn to live with it, you feel better, but you are not at peace, and you continue to feel that weight on your back and that emptiness inside that slowly devours your entrails.

Depression is like a stormy sea,

with its waves drowing you. 

It takes you adrift,

Far from everyone. 

But don’t you dare give up!

Find your anchor...

be it family, a friend, a passion, an animal!

Don’t leave the darkness win.

Bend but don’t break down.

Remember to breathe.

Look for a memory:

The color of the sea,

A ray of sunshine,

A kind smile.

A kiss in the hair.

You are your own treasure

 and for this ... 

You cannot let this darkness win!