I don't understand it. I've felt more depressed in the last several weeks than I have in months. Every time I get better, it's worse when I relapse again.
I don't want to eat. My brother is mad at me for something I have no control over. My dreams are vivid and depressing. My family gives off so much negative energy that I feel smothered.

Why am I so empty? I feel almost good about myself, but my life...