I feel like I can’t stare in the mirror for more than a few seconds at myself. When I look at myself I am just confused. I look at myself and say who the hell am I. I don’t know at all. I am around people who love me and want the best for me. But is it bad that sometimes I ask myself why. Why do these people even love me. Why do my friends and family care about me, since I barely care about myself. Depression makes you have such a different outlook on life. But then again I don’t know if that’s just me or the Depression. I don’t know how to associate myself without my mental illness. I feel like it has consumed me for so long I feel as if my anxiety and depression have taken over me like a demon. I feel as if I am as lost soul with no place to be or even belong. I wish I was different.