Hold it right there if you're going to lecture me on thoughts about suicide. No thanks, I would never ever try that, because I am stupid coward. And no, I do not actually think I'm suffering from depression. One in the family is ENOUGH. Really. And trust me, it feels darn lousy when you come home smiling and your face just dims down when you see her frown. It just turns your whole mood upside down.
Sorry if I'm supposed to be your role model and whatever and whatever and whatever. Because there are times when I really feel like breaking down. But really, I'm trying.
I'm really really trying hard to help. But I'm truly at fault, because I'm such a useless daughter. And please, stop lying to me. Do you think I would believe that you have been eating your medicine regularly? Do you think I can't see through that lie? Please it's so obvious. I'm definitely not a single bit oblivious to what's happening around me. Don't treat me like a fool. I don't know how to react to you; when you're so down and all. I can only cry secretly and pray. Do you know how much you are breaking my heart?
I'm truly not in the mood to do anything. So go away.