Depression is ugly and heartbreaking.

My depression is a mile high tower looming over me casting the darkest of shadows.

It is a tower that I would love nothing more than to burn to the ground while it holds every single cold and heartless thought that my mind can come up with.

It is isolating and a burden on the people I care the most about.

I feel the need to apologize for my lack of emotion but, it is not my fault. However, I feel as if I am ruining the lives of everyone around me.

This may just be me being dramatic.

I’m sorry.