No one knows your full story. No one knows the feelings you felt on those days. If you could read my mind, you would be in tears. Take the time to talk to the shy person in your life, they may be hurting more than you think.
This is exactly why I don't open up to people. What if they don't care about me as much as I thought they did? They to HAVE to show me exactly how much they care about me before I feel confident enough to open up to them.
I am depression. I'm the emptiness you feel at the tears with no meaning. The pain when you smile. I don't come alone. I bring my closest friends. We are the scars that cover your body. the voice you describe. But soon learn to trust. I am t