A Lot | Frank M. Hobson

September 8, 2014 8:52 PM

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Roger (not his real name) said that without a clue that two hours before I had been crying on the outside. He was making a joke, and I'm not angry about it. He had no way of knowing. Especially when I reply with a big smile and a witty retort. You've seen my smile before. It is so big that it makes crows feet appear by my eyes. That's the secret to faking a smile: crows feet. I am 35 years old, and I have the deepest crows feet of anybody I know because I fake smiles all the time. I am well practiced.

I live with Major Depressive Disorder. That is putting it mildly. It would be much more accurate to say that I suffer from debilitating, acute, chronic, suicidal depression. I have been depressed for so long that I simply do not know who I am not depressed. I don't remember a time in my adult life, ...

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