Eclipse IV Life

I’m so sick of people questioning the most stupid things. You don’t have to question why I put something. You don’t have to question who I am. I am a teenage guy who is 18 almost 19. I have a great job, great friends, great family, but I am not what I call great. I smile, laugh, and am happy around people. When I am with family I smile, laugh, and am happy. It is when I lay down and think when I am really sad. Words come back and torture me. “Are you..” and “you look like..” questions replay in my head over and over. The past three nights I have had trouble falling asleep due to depression. I struggle to sleep, but by morning I will smile and be okay just so that I may relive, but in a different way, the night of that before.