I was Angry at my Friend for her Depression
3 min readJul 17, 2020
My misplaced sadness reared its ugly head at her in the form of anger.
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.