I firmly believe Hive in general, this platform, the offerings and opportunities, the people working hard to make it all happen; this has all done a lot of good for many people and especially those in need of something better in their lives.

I was one of those people. It gave me an opportunity to put my best foot forward and actually succeed and feel welcome. For the first time in my life, that actually felt real. It provided a sense of joy and happiness. I got to meet thousands of good people at a time when I had nobody. This was all an accident. The reality is, I was giving up on life the entire time. All the gains were never to be mine.

The post here asks everyone to accept the fact I'm okay. I lied. I'm not okay. I didn't want to be a burden, didn't want to bring anyone down. I wanted everyone else to feel good as I keep my shit to myself. I chose to put smiles on faces as I frown. I chose to lift people up as I fall. I chose to share ideas to make the lives of others, better, so they could succeed. I chose to give myself nothing. I did not choose to live with depression. I was born with it. I became skilled at pretending I'm okay, so others don't have to see this.

An apology is the most suitable response. There is a need to apologize. I've made a mistake and made people worry. That's bad. Pain is contagious. I've made a mistake and now can't even be happy without people thinking it's fake. So I need to be honest. That's how I feel. This is me talking, when I should be silent.