You don't just get sad at 3 a.m. Sometimes it hits you at noon when you're driving in your car. You're driving along a road you know like the back of your hand and suddenly it's like someone came up behind you and wrapped their hands around your neck. You're panicking, you're sweating, your mind is racing and suddenly you are completely engulfed into this anxiety that you forget where you are.

Sometimes it hits you when you're out with people at 5 p.m. You're smiling along with the jokes they are telling but then all of a sudden you feel as though the wind has been knocked out of you. You feel numb, like someone just told you that a loved one has died. You can't smile along anymore, you're stuck in this daze of darkness. You feel like someone is holding you down underneath a blanket of darkness and negativity. You feel like you are suffocating.

Mental illnesses don't cater to what you’re doing, they don't care what time it is or if you're alone or not. They aren't going to wait until it's 3 a.m. when you're alone in your room and you can cry silently into your pillow. They are going to ruin your life and come in detrimental waves whenever the feel like it. They will creep into every captivity of your mind and body and make themselves at home, staying as long as they please.