After nearly a month of being in really good control of my depression, the last several days I seem to be falling apart again. And no one seems to care. I don't talk to any of my so called "friends", they don't even try to talk to me. And when we do, when they ask how I'm doing I know it's out of courtesy and not real concern or interest.

No one seems to care whether or not I live or disappear of the face of the earth. It seems like I'm fighting this myself and no one wants to help me.

I just want to dig a hole, jump in it, and cry. All these black holes are reopening themselves in my soul and they just keep sucking and sucking the life out of me. And yet no one cares that I'm breaking again. No one wants to see through my charade, and even when I'm not pretending everything's fine they still don't give one damn that I'm broken.

Can I cry now?