It still hurts

e went by, a shadow began to cast itself over her vibrant spirit, and Lily found herself sinking into the depths of depression. It started slowly, like a whisper in the wind. Lily's once cheerful la

osewood became Lily's beacon of hope. She introduced her to various coping mechanisms and taught her how to navigate through the darkest corners of her mind. They painted together, created beautiful poetry, and embarked on long walks amidst the serene beauty of nature. Lily also found solace in a therapy group where she met others who shared similar battles. Together, they formed a support system that brought light into each other's lives. They became friends who understood one another's pain and celebrated every small victory, no matter how insignificant it seemed. As time passed, Lily's laughter began to return, albeit softly at first. The colors of life gradually seeped back into her world, and she started to see the beauty that had always surrounded her. She discovered strength within herself that she