Hun, I am battling those same wars, believe me. I am not going to say the cliche "But you're only twelve!" because I felt that way when I was your age as well. When I was twelve, the people who I thought were my friends ended up betraying me. Stabbing me in my back, as people consider to say. They had lied to this popular girl that I disrespected her by naming her as a slut. Which I honestly never did. I was known as the innocent, quiet girl, so I have no idea why everyone believed it. I am severely depressed. I have suffered major bipolar depression for over seven years now. I know how painful it is. Happiness never lasts for me either. But I know it does get better. I know people who have overcame depression; I'm just awaiting my turn.

What has helped me was my god Cernunnos. I don't know if you believe in gods and goddesses or not, but yeah, Cernunnos is what helped me.

Another thing could be music. Maybe a certain singer who makes you happy. Bobby Mares is my favorite singer; he most of the time keeps me motivated to be positive. His music always makes me happy.

Writing; you can right down your feelings. I write poetry on how I feel, but never let anyone read them.

I daydream a lot; about things that make me happy.

I like you, especially because I can relate to you a lot.

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