Not ready for the Outside

The day I got out of the impatient, I was excited to finally get back to my "Normal" life setting, But I wasn't expecting what was ahead of me.

The day started off fine, any normal day. Wake up, get ready then head out, but that day was anything but normal. My mom told me If I wanted to take more time off that I could, I chose to go instead thinking I would be alright, that I was strong enough for it. I wasn't, not the slightest bit.
I went into school, hugged a few friends then the questions started. "Where were you" "Is it true, did you actually try" "why didn't you talk to anyone". The thing is, if I tried no one would ever understand where I was coming from. So like I always did I hid my emotions, Faked like everything was okay. When in reality I never really was. The first few hours were okay, But until 5th hour, I couldn't take it anymore. My good friend at the time took me to the library, not knowing what was in store for him. Like we always did, we went to the library, but this time was different. We didn't talk. I just cried. As our time passed, Like any other day we would've gone back to class but instead I chose to stay until the end of fifth hour. The best choice for me. He chose to stay to, I love him deeply for that. Each class had it's struggles that day but when things got to be to hard for me He was there. Always there.

When struggling with depression its always good to take your time with it, Don't try and rush things, Like I did. I rushed myself back into my old life. I wasn't 100% which set me back. Take your time, It'll all be worth it in the end. If you struggle with anything it's okay to speak out, and get the help you need, Don't hold anything in. It's not healthy at all.