Ugh... I am up, awake,clothed, hair is done, make up is done... This is part of what triggers my depression, it is all just an act. I show up at school with a smile, act like I believe what they do, act like I want to be there... It's all so freaking exhausting! I feel like such a fake. It wasn't until last year did I realized somebody could walk around so horribly depressed but at least function at work... At home, was/is a different story.