A friend should always be there for you

And sure I had people who claimed to  be my friend

But none of them would ever last very long

I always got left behind and forgot in the end.

A friend that would stick with me

Through the pretty and the dirty,

Through the good and the bad,

Through the thick and the thin

That was one thing I could only fathom about in my dreams

At least that was true until the eighth grade

That is when I met Depression

And I knew he would stay with me,

Forever.

Depression was my best friend

Me and him were inseparable

Although no one ever saw him or even knew about him

I  always felt his presence and knew he was there

For a few months, it was just me and him

Claudia and Depression against the world.

Then he introduced me to one of his close friends,

Anxiety

Me and her instantly hit off.

And then there was three.

Anxiety really liked to make herself known

It was quite annoying at times.

She was the type of friend who loved to be the center of attention

and have all eyes on her.

Which is why people saw me and Anxiety more than they saw me and Depression

At times Anxiety could be more of a frenemy,

She would make people know she was there,

Even if I didn’t want her to.

And anytime she got too out of hand everyone would see.

Depression was a lot nicer, he liked to wait,

Wait until no one was around,  then he’d come out and visit with me.

He was even nice enough to leave me alone when my family was around,

He would tuck himself away, and wait until I was alone in my room.

Then he’d creep in slowly from the window

Just a little at a time

then pounce on to the ground

With so much force I fall face first into my pillow

And if it was a really hard landing,

I’d end up crying.

I know they may not sound like the right choice for friends

But they were there for me

so, it’s alright,

I think.

Anyway, for the majority of eighth grade, we all stayed together

Like three peas in a pod

But I wanted, needed out

They were taking up to much of my life and made me want to leave,

Everything.

I fought with them and eventually,

Anxiety and Depression moved away.

But just like a true best friend world, they tried to stay in touch,

They knew I had real friends now

And they were jealous

They knew they had to end that.

And fast.

So, they moved back.

They made their intentions crystal clear,

I couldn’t just replace my Best Friends.

So, I apologized to them and things went back to the way they were

Me wanting to have control of my life,

Them not letting me.

Me wanting a way out although wasn’t one

Over the next year, I tried to keep my distance from them,

But they wouldn’t stand for it.

Depression always begging me to stay with him for a little while longer

Anxiety demanding my attention every second of the day.

And me being the loyal friend,

I gave them what they wanted.

I let depression overextend his stays

And I let Anxiety control my life.

She told me to jump,

I ask, “How high?”

Now I know they don’t sound like the best of friends,

And it may seem like me and them have drifted apart,

But I assure you they are, we haven’t and we won’t.

Because after all, they are my best friends

And I know they will never leave me.

Ever.