Okay, I have this best friend; she claims she's mentally depressed, odds are; she probably is. You know, not the 'scarred by disturbing things or actions' sort of depressed, her mental intake is collapsing. It's despairing seeing somebody you absolutely adore and admire feel dismal about such important and priceless aspects of their life. The somber energy delivered by her presence and communication is absolutely disrupting me, I only care for her everything. I ask you one thing, my dear; grasp happiness and console the inner feeling of it, please.