It’s going to be okay

I sat on the edge of my parent's bed crying. They each held one of my hands. My mom and Dad both looked at me so happily. I had just told them that I might have depression.

"I'm so proud of you honey, for telling us this," My mom said her voice catching, "We're going to get through this, everything is going to be okay." My dad nodded and for the first time ever I believed those words. This moment changed my whole life, and probably saved me from doing something I would regret later on.