I’m often told because I’m smiling, because I laugh and enjoy life that there can’t possibly be something wrong with me. The truth is, every day something will give me some sort of anxiety. Sometimes it’s taking a simple jog, other times it’s something as easy as ordering coffee. For me personally, that anxiety often leads to severe depressive episodes. It’s as if my mind is against me. So I do the fake it until I make it and hope that it works that day.