I was Angry at my Friend for her Depression

My misplaced sadness reared its ugly head at her in the form of anger.

Photo by KaLisa Veer on Unsplash

I’ll start by saying it first: I was an asshole for being angry at someone who was struggling with depression. My friend, let’s call her Jen, is like a sister to me. We have been friends since the first grade — our lives running parallel to each other throughout the years.