It’s growing inside me day by day. It’s growing fast. When I was a little girl, whenever I heard someone died of depression I thought to myself ‘Oh they must’ve been in lot of pain’. That’s what and how I used to think about it. But it’s more than just sadness. It’s full of guilt, anxiety, it’s a feeling of being trapped within yourself that you can’t even hear yourself anymore and lot more which are unexplainable. There are some times when you are quite used to these situations. But it’s not always the same. It’s slowly engulfing you from the inside and you know it but you still can’t do anything about it. That feeling feeling of helplessness is unexplainable as well as my thoughts. I never thought I would have such an atrocious depression. But hey, I’m still breathing..one way or another. Right?