Some of you may be able to relate to this, some of you may not, and some of you may see me as an attention-seeking whore, but if I can help even one person then I don't care.

Every day is a fight. A fight to keep my will to live, a fight to eat, a fight to get out of bed, a fight to smile, a fight to pretend to be normal. And I'm fighting it alone. My friends live in far away places and my family doesn't see the change.

Every day I have to force myself to get out of bed, to eat a meal or two, to accomplish something. Some days it's easier, some days it's harder, but each of those days passes, and I hope for a better one the next.

I pretend to be okay in hopes that I soon will be. Because it can't stay like this forever. Something has to change. The chemicals in my brain making me feel this way will be processed in a different way and then things will be better. Until then, I just have to wait it out.

If anyone else feels like this, I want you to know you're not alone. Whether or not you have a so-called "reason" for feeling this way doesn't matter. Your feelings are valid. It will get better. It could be tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that. The point is, you have to wait it out and see. Don't give up. Inside every single person is a little flame that continues to burn through the good time and the bad. Don't put that flame out. It will get better. It seems like a lie, but giving up now would not make things better, it'd make it so that things could never get better. So keep fighting. You're not alone.