It is hard to make friends in my daily life. I find most people feel that it is taboo to discuss depression. I keep it a big secret. I was just wandering if I am the only one that feels this way. I always think of that line in the song "Starry Starry Night" : "I could have told you Vincent, this world was never made for one as beautiful as you." Vincent takes himself out of a very cruel, mean and violent world. To me beauty is kindness, unconditional love, mercy, love, and acceptness inspite of physical or mental imperfections. This world glorifies perfection.
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