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The American Dream.
What is it? How do you live it?
Most would say “I want to be rich and famous!” 
Or “I want to have world peace.”
My answer would be to be happy.
But that's impossible when happiness is an illusion.
A cloudy image of your desire can never bring to a conclusion.
Or so I thought. 
When I was 13 I was diagnosed with depression. 
I had multiple therapy sessions.
Trying to find the root of the problem.
I thought happiness was an illusion.
I thought I would live by the song Fake Happy.
Euphrosyne. The Greek goddess of Good Cheer, Joy, and Mirth.
She is always happy and uplifting. 
She elevates those in need 
and delivers a smile to everyone's face.
We all have one of these types of people in our lives.
From our mother to our father, a sister, or a brother,
They all look for the greatness in life 
and input that into other lives as well. 
But, what if they are looking for a way out?
Society is always pushing for new medicines and cures to come out 
Just to fix something seemingly impossible to solve. 
I’m not saying happiness is a mirage,
I’m not saying that at all. 
But when 16.1 million Americans are diagnosed with MDD,
I think differently. 
When about 1 million people die from suicide each year, 
I think differently. 
When 34.8 million children experience childhood trauma,
I
Think 
Differently.
So, to the people who think you can just become happy with a click of a button.
Or create a false reality for hopeful individuals who look for a way out.
Educate yourself on mental health before you voice something that is entirely erroneous.

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