Sometimes it hurts so much that the only thing left to do is pretend that everything is okay and smile. Meanwhile your pain grows up more and more. One day you'll explode, then no one will be able to help you. Please, ask for some help. This is what your friends should do, be there for you when you need them. But magically, when you look for someone who can help you, everyone is too busy. When others need you, you can always find some time for them. Could this even be called friendship? *depressed mode: ON*