I can be happy,
I can smile and laugh,
I can make jokes.

I can be depressed,
I can frown and cry,
I can make scars.

But most importantly, I can have depression and still be happy - and it can even sometimes fluctuate between the two having no medium making me seem bipolar at times. So, don't sit there and claim I'm not depressed or don't have depression to the person I love the most who left for that reason.