People can’t change.
Wrong.

We all change. Whether we like it or not we change with everything we learn and with everything we see.
Depression. A touchy topic. You are probably thinking that you can’t change it. Well, it won’t be gone in one day, but you can learn how to change yourself and with that will come the ability to keep pushing. I know so many people are be rolling their eyes at this. This paper, however, is mine. So don’t give up on me just yet.

Life sucked. A lot for a 12 and 13 and 14 year old. I was depressed. I woke up, maybe changed from one pair of sweat pants to another, went to school, didn’t talk, came home, and sat in my bed trying to sleep. I couldn’t. I didn’t eat. I didn’t smile. My eyes were glazed over, I didn’t know anything that was going on. My mind didn’t think. I didn’t care. I couldn’t. I would mention it on accident and people would start chucking compliments at me like stones. Pelting me. I didn’t believe them. How could I? They weren’t sincere. These things were only being said because I accidently mentioned how I didn’t like myself. But then someone came into my life. Someone that I had known since the end of sixth grade, but hadn’t really known. Someone that I didn’t think would ever come into my life and change it like they did. I thought they were going to be with me for forever. Then they weren’t. They stopped talking to be besides the occasional “hi” in the hallway so it wasn’t awkward. That hurt. The fact that they were my friend then they weren’t. Things they changed in me, though, helped me. They taught me, through hurting me, that it is not their job to make me happy. It is mine. So while there are some days where the tides of depression are high and feel like they are going to drown me, I still know that I can do this. I am changed.
Right.

People can change.
People change people.