Some days I feel as though this battle in my mind has nothing to do with me. It’s a war between two advanced and experienced warriors- my body only the battlefield. My mind only a side effect of this war whose warriors go by depression and anxiety. Some days I feel the depression taking the lead, yanking me down lower than ever and other days I feel the anxiety winning, causing me to worry and doubt everything. I am only a casualty of war and no one even notices.