It’s been months of treatment for my depression and I’m not feeling better. Everyone keeps asking how I’m feeling, and I know they expect me to say I feel better, but I don’t. I feel like I’m always letting everyone down. Mostly my daughter. I feel terrible she has to watch me battle this depression. Fighting for my life and to find joy & peace again. It feels like I’ll never be okay, I’ll never experience “happiness” again. It’s been so long of feeling like this, I don’t think I know what it feels like to not feel like this; the crushing weight of despair, worthlessness, hopelessness and helplessness. My anxiety and depression have become my only friend. Where sometimes, I’m even comforted by the consistency of the darkness. I’m so glad you’re here, I feel slightly less alone. I’m happy I found a place where I can be open and honest. It seems the people closest to me that I open up to, either can’t relate, or can’t deal and leave.
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