I didn't ask to be different. Nobody does. I don't want to get out of bed in the morning, life is too difficult. What's the point? Of course that's what everyone says. Why should i be an exception? Would any one care if I showed up..today? tomorrow? ever again? I keep trying to hide my problem but the stress only worsens. A bump in the road for the normal people is a punch in the gut landing me face down in the dirt, the intense feelings that arise only from the smallest most insignificant daily occurrences lead to the worst of stress. Stress leads to upset, upset to pain, pain to suffering, suffering to depression, depression to...nothing. Its all over then. I've already fallen six feet under. Just as the end seemed near, I found that in life there is always a hope to get you through, a candle on the water one might say. My candle has many color ringlets around it, each one loving and warm displaying to me everyday why i am important, why even if i am different, nobody is worthless. I didn't want to be different. Nobody does. We cant change these "flaws", instead we must work towards living life to the best we can, never forgetting that there's always a brighter tomorrow.