I’ve tried meds, some self help books, but nothing I do helps diminish this depression. I want to talk to my ‘close’ friends, but I cant bring myself to say anything. They say they care, but time passes and they don’t even make an effort to say a word to me.  I’ve always made a lot of effort to show them I care about them. And its just not a good feeling seeing no reciprocation. A part of me hates them for it. Its made me more distant. I cant help but feel so envious when I hear about them being happy.
I go to a university, I’m social and talk to friends and classmates, but its really just a facade. Theres always that dark thing inside me just eating away at me.
I fantasize about dying all the time. Its been years and I just cant find anything to make me want to get up in the morning.
I’m getting more and more desperate to find something to make me happy but it seems so hopeless. I have terrible luck. Every morning I wake up, I just filled with that sinking feeling. Why am I getting up today?
I feel so empty.
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think on this frend you take the time to wight this you made a step fowrd be opning this sight and qwechioning asking for help thats why you got up this morning in sted of sinking back and hiding by doing this you are strong and remeber we care cos were in the same posishion here good luck xx