Fake It

No one has the answers. Few even understand the problem. People get tired of seeing it. People get tired of hearing about it. "All you need to do is blah, blah, blah..."

Advice given so easily by others may seem monumental to you. One thing I've learned about depression is that it is better left hidden because when everything boils down you are on your own.

My distant friend echoed my thoughts.

"In general, people who have never been depressed don't understand the illness--they can't, and you should kindly tolerate their ignorance. For those of us who have been depressed, we empathize better, but honestly, no one is going through your pain but you. That is a sad, but undeniable fact."

There are no directions. You can look up how to fix your sink on the internet but not how to fix your life. Nothing is guaranteed to make you happy, not pills, not a partner, not a career or money. You are supposed to make you happy. It is all about you! What if you just don't get that?

Good god you're com'in up with reasons
Good god you're dragging it out
Good god it's the changing of the seasons
I feel so raped
so follow me down!

And just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
Fake it if you feel like infection
Woah you're such a fuck'in hypocrite-- Fake It, Seether