I'm not good enough.

My depression is getting to be too much for me. I try so hard to put on a brave face and smile for everyone ever single day. It fools everyone- friends, family, strangers, even my boyfriend that I've lived with for nearly a year now. But what isn't known, is that this struggle, this battle, this fight, is so hard and so difficult. I don't know why I even bother getting out of bed in the morning. I want to just tell myself to stop it and to be better, but I just don't think it will.