>>For some reason, even when I'm in the midst of the worst depression, my friends have this notion that I am ok. I'm the "strong one", and nothing about the reality of my situation seems to shake that belief...perhaps your friends can't believe you really need them, no matter how much you tell them you do.<<
I'm similar to that too, mj. When I was suicidal my friend didn't ever seem to realize just how much danger I was in, and I told her often I needed her to help me, and she didn't. I let her read my diary which was all about how I wanted to die and she still didn't do anything...

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