It's OK to be me

I stumbled on this suggested post on Facebook. It's a reminder how I react towards my depression when I was kid. It was unpleasant and no body knows about it. I knew I was different since I was six or seven years old. I standout of the crowd and for them it is unpleasant. I didn't know what was wrong nor why am I different. But I'm glad I passed that phase and be myself now.