Bittersweet

Everyone has bad days. Having one while going through depression, can be hell. Today I'm having one of those bad days. A bittersweet feeling filling my horas and heart. I'm trying really hard to be OK. I find myself putting a happy face 'cause I know no one can understand me, and I do not want to deal with their lectures on top of everything. The downside of it all is that I am only holding something that is going to explode later on. I just hope the ticking bomb takes too long and goes off far away from everyone I care.