Fathomable

[Jessica Ballantyne]

When I was a kid, my dream life was inexplicable, almost nobody could've known. The kids were so busy playing, screaming, and hanging out to notice, and the teachers were nice to me. However, when I became an adult, it became blazingly apparent. Adults start judging me directly and analyze all the things about me, every maneuver and action. Even if I didn't say anything, they'll still quickly assume I wondered, because maybe I didn't listen and hear them correctly. Even my family knows what the hell I've been up to all day, and if I made any progress with responsibilities. THEY WILL know that I daydream, and anybody in that matter. I envy people who can conceal the fact they do MDD, because I can't. Not only this, but the fact my MDD has been uncovered by others actually effected nearly every aspect of my life path, and this makes me very frustrated.