"The truth is, I still haven't talked about it. The depression is the same no matter how many masks I wear. It suffocating, there's no escape. It's agony, and I know it's my life. At times it leaves, but it never fully goes away, not completely. Then there are times when I don't want to eat, I can't fully funtion. It's the most intense pain anyone could ever feel. The smile I wear is just a cover-up. It's bearing down on me. I tell myself there is no cure for this excruciating pain. Happiness is an ongoing battle, a state of mind, something I'll be fighting with for the rest of my life. So I continue to wear the mask of the person everyone wants me to be because they would not come close to fully understanding who I really am. "