These pictures sum up the way I feel on a daily basis. My depression used to be just a mental battle. I used to feel bad about the way I looked, the person is was and hated myself for not fitting in. But over time I learnt to accept myself. Now my struggle has become a physical one. No one around me knows what u go through. I wake up and already I'm in major pain with my back and my ribs. But I put on a smile and make everyone their breakfast, lunch and tea. Daily. Because I care. I struggle through the day and cannot wait to sleep through the pain. To escape reality. But the moment I start to share any negative feelings such as "I can't cope anymore" or "the pain is unbearable I can't go on like this" , everybody around me either ignores me or criticises me. My pain hassles them. I'm nothing but a burden to them. I've had some support from others, especially on here, but no words can take away the pain. I try to be strong and encourage people to be happy but I need to be happy too. And I'm just not.