I have depression. There I said it. It's all out in the open. Admitting it is the first step, right? A step towards what I don't know. I'm finding it hard to help myself, especially with no support. People just think I'm a negative person, debbie downer if you will. But I have depression. No one understands, no one stops to think about it. Why might she be so negative all the time? Nope, no questions. All anyone can do is say, nope I don't want to be around her, she's no fun. I really wish I was fun, maybe that's a part of why I'm depressed? I really don't know the answer, I have no reason to be sad, I just am. I wish I could just get over it, believe me. I have to deal with this person everyday, every hour, every minute and I hate it.