IGiveGreatHugs

My friends and I went to Dillard’s and tried on prom dresses. Granted, not a lot of them fit me because I’m “petite” (which I think is just a polite way of saying “short”), but it was still a lot of fun! We made each other try on some hideous-looking dresses and also some very flattering ones.

I strongly suggest doing this if you’re broke, bored, and at the mall. It was a lot of fun. =)

...I just wish I could be in OTHER people’s skin. (Not like, physically, but…well, never mind.)

There’s a girl in my class named Marcella, and she’s so outgoing and happy! She’s very comfortable with herself, and she’s made me know that I can be that way, too.

The only problem is, I KNOW I can be that way, but there seems to be an invisible blockade stopping me…

...but all in all, being happy on a daily basis is quite difficult. It upsets me when my friends only want to see the “happy” and “fun” me. I have emotions, I’m human! I’m happy and carefree, but I’m also deep and unstable.

It’s really hard to deal with depression when they just don’t GET it. To them, depression is the feeling they feel when a loved one dies, or a friend moves away. But to me, it’s a mental condition, one I need to take medication for because there is something WRONG with me.

I want them to understand and care. It’s nice that they enjoy the “happy” me (and I must admit, I have fun when I’m happy), but I need their support and understanding when I’m under the weather.

It’s really hard to be happy all the time! So far it has definitely been worth it, but it’s so incredibly difficult! I hope that I will be easygoing someday soon.