I feel like people who don't suffer from depression thinks finding your way out of sadness is just black and white. They think the answer is simply "be happy." But if they could see things through my eyes, or be trapped in my mind for even a minute, they would understand that climbing out of depression isn't an overnight thing. You won't wake up one morning with a revelation. There's no instruction sheet for happiness. And after years of playing around with medicines, I don't even think there's a medicine, it merely masks the pain. It never cures the pain. The pain will always be there. My depression will always be here. It's a question of how long I want to bear it.