Think I'm depressed.

i came across an article in a magazine. DEPRESSION.
about 40% of women population would have gone through depression at some point in their lives.

i know i did. a couple of times.

when i didn't want any contact with anyone. when i kept everything to myself. when i didn't know how to go about tellling my problems. i just have problems telling. cos all things went thru are probably minute to others. what's the point of mentioning. tears are prob a more flowy solution to get all those frustrations out. didn't want to worry people who love me.

i've never been so strong. i've kept my tears from their sight.
people may see me bubbly, cheery. i'm not quite.
behind those smiles, i'm in another world. unhappy perhaps.
sick of work, sick of how this entire corp rat race work. sick of how the human chain is made up. i work very hard. very very hard. it's so difficult to please all.

i'm tired. damn tired. Fish everyone.