I want to take a nap. I am not tired or sleepy, I just don t want to be awake.

My thoughts are destroying me. I try not to think, but the silence is a killer too.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.

You look happy, but you don't feel happy. That's what depression does to you.

“I'm fine. Well, I'm not fine - I'm here."
"Is there something wrong with that?"
"Absolutely.”