I never imagined myself being such a depressed overthinking adult. I didn’t come from much, but I was a happy kid/teen. My mom was always the bread winner being a single mom, she made sure we were all taken care of. When I look back, I noticed that we were poor, but I never heard my mom complain about what we did not have because we always had everything we needed. Now that I am a single mom, I see everything she hid from us. The struggle mainly, she did everything with a smile and I understand why. She didn’t want us to worry or to feel what she was feeling.