Lost

Pain and grief are a constant part of my life nowadays, all made worse by my untreated depression. When I'm forced out of bed to go to a party with my sister, I meet Caesar-and everything changes.

Caesar is flamboyant, social, and fun to be around. He shows me what I've been missing, both in and out of bed, and for the first time in years, I feel alive again.

But my depression's getting worse. Not to mention the fact that I fancy someone else. This thing with Caesar is just fun. Until it isn't.