I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.
I hope you remember every night we laughed for hours in bed and aimless adventures on days off. Every night when you turn on the fan, or have to kill a spider.I hope these little moment are when you think of me most.