I understand all to well how you are feeling. I've only been depressed 9 months this time, but totally know how lonely it can be. And how no one understands. It's like Sam2 to said. You learn who your real friends are. And you learn how empty you can feel. I feel like a shell that someone used to live in. I'm to the part where I don't want friends because I don't care to communicate with anyone at this point. I take meds that aren't working, but I manage to keep moving on one day at a time, whether I want to are not.

I really hope you have a psychiatrist to try meds, sometimes they can make all the difffernce in the world. And hope is all I have. That the next medication will work. That glimmer of hope keeps me going.