18. Male. College student. Reality is difficult. I believe I have depression but I’m unsure. Resources are available, but I don’t tap into them. I am afraid. I’ve been rejected for what seems like an eternity, falling into a bottomless pit with nothing to grab onto, watching as everything rushes past me while I feel nothing. I feel no remorse, I feel no regret, just emptiness. I’m afraid of who I’ve turned into, of what I’ve transformed into. I can’t look in the mirror and see what once was a smiling, jovial young face. All I see now is a tired, wearisome, stressed young adult who […]