It's a secret i keep from my family, but i fight depression each and everyday. I sometimes want to talk to my family about it but i'm seen as the joker of the family. My parents used to yell at me when i got sad saying that it was my job to keep the family happy. So ever since then i've been the one everyone looks to to break the tension and keep everybody's mood up when everything is going to hell. I like the job, but every once in a while it'd be great to have someone do the same for me. Now that i'm older i can't take the pressure as much so i spend time with my friends rather than my family. I wonder if my family even know who i am anymore and i feel the distance growing.