No cell phone

The ONLY person who actually made me forget about eveerything that made depressed. The only person who could actually make me feel good. The only person who I enjoyed talking to. The only person who I looked forward to talking to, is now “taken away from me”. Our only way of communication was through texting. My mother, who I now despise deeply, decided to take my phone. I feel like I am at my breaking point. I feel like I won’t know how to deal with this on my own. Yes, it’s sad I relied on this person for my happiness, but that’s just how it goes. Honestly, who knows when I will get this phone back. So, I’m sitting here thinking about how all this depression is gonna come back, and come back hard. I really dont understand how and why so much wrong has been happening to me. It’s like I was meant to be pushed over the edge to in turn do something dangerously drastic … and let me tell you, I’m thinking about it.