I wonder what goes through the minds of those who have never felt depression and who see themselves as “perfect”. I have felt depression and still battle with it. I see every flaw and yet people still seem to point them out. What do people who aren’t depressed and are “perfect” feel and think? Why do they think they can understand the things I do? Why do they think I am a complete idiot or an attention seeker for things I try my absolute best to hide? Why do they point out that I am fat or theres something not “perfect” with how I look when I try to look my absolute best? I just understand, how am I any different from them? Oh, thats right, I’M NOT!! They are “perfect” yet they are the ones that will come out with the most problems. I am one who has problems now, but I will come out victorious. I will have gone through hell and back and comeout stronger, knowing EXACTLY who I am. No one will be able to tell me any different. Right now, I’m not completely sure who I am, where I’m going in life, what will become of me, but I know I will be better than those who put me down, think differently of me and find themselves as “perfection”. I will overcome the world, overcome society and its stupid rules and ideals. I won’t back down and won’t quit. I won’t let someone try and change me and I won’t give in to the judgement that is cast upon me by others. I don’t care, I just want to be who I am and not what society thinks I should be. I will do what I know to be right and not what society sees as right. Society is not always right, yet it feeds us lies like it is the truth. Don’t believe the lies, don’t believe the crap. One day, the misfits will rule the world. One day we will be acknowledged. One day…we will be heard. Honestly, I don’t know where this came from…I just started typing…theres no structure, just rambling. However, I hope that its a bit of encouragment. If you read it all thanks for reading.