Though, in truth, no one can ever *make* you feel anything.this could maybe be more accurately worded as,"I'm ashamed that I made the decision to stay when I felt so terrible in the situation. Staying is a choice.
I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.