I am not a religious man but, I struggle with Anxiety, Depression, and many other mental illnesses that make me feel different and inferior. Depression makes me feel empty and no one can make me happy. I think about suicide all the time, I have suicidal visions and plans but never carry them out. Before I go to bed at night I think about how to commit suicide. I think about talking to my therapist for one last time and ending it in her office so I can see her and she will care for me while I fade away. I am too scared to do it and always hope for a better day. It never comes, depression does not allow a better day to come.