When it's manufactured, it doesn't bring sadness in me upon seeing it. But when it's accidental.. when it shows me what the other side of the world that I've been hiding away from.. such as kindness and real love, then yes, it does make me feel bittersweet. Having lived with depression myself for a number of years, I know that there's no beauty in sadness as a whole. I can't help but be moved to tears when someone goes out of their way to truly, deeply, understand me, because it just doesn't happen often. People take one look at me and let labels define who I am and that I should be treated accordingly, and it fires me up on the inside because it just shows callous laziness when they do it. They see me laughing, and I'm someone I shouldn't be taken seriously. They see me at my worst, and I'm unstable and shouldn't be trusted. I can't win.
This just got kind of personal kind of quickly, so I'll just stop here.