It seems to become more and more difficult to find the best words to describe my constant confusion and depression. I tried to explain what I'm going through to an ex-coworker who dropped by a few days ago, and she quickly made up an excuse to leave. People tell me that I isolate myself too much, but I've tried to open up to people, only to end up regreting it, and sinking further into that dark bottomless hole. To be honest, sometimes I would give anything to live on an island, away from anything or anyone that could add to the pain and humiliation depression invites.