/dep/ - Depression

I have always suffered in silence. I never speak to others about my suffering—whether it’s my family or anyone else. I have always bottled up my emotional pain. Besides, no one wants me, so there is no point in reaching out to others to build the kind of trusting bond where I could open up. The last time I cried was five years ago; before that, I hadn't cried for six or seven years—or maybe even longer, I can't remember. I am tired of living; I can't take it anymore. I am not strong enough to hold on to life. I just can't manage it. In any case, there are so many people who can't cope and who give up on life—and yet people want to save them? My heart is too heavy; it’s crushing me.