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Dear Depression, When did you start? To be honest I don't really know, but I do know I am ready for you to leave. You make me overeat and want to do nothing but sleep. I am sad all the time. I'm scared. I have no where to go. I have  no where to run. I wish I could go back to the times when I still had fun. You make me yell. You make me cry. You make me want to forget about life. I use to have so much to live for. I had so much ambition. Now I keep these feelings hidden because I fear people will only think I want attention. Depression you are not my friend. Go back to where you came from. You are not  w