i have no one to share this. i probably do, but no one around me would really give a damn. My illness is major depressive disorder, and i'm seeing a psychotherapist. i'm actually mad because i won't see her until next week because of stupid snow days. Anyway, i hope writing diary will help me with my depression. I just finished crying a few hours ago. i didn't even know why i was sad. it's just what depression does to me. i wrote on my door: "screw depression". i'm so helpless, but i thank these few people who listen to my concerns while everyone else around me run away from me when they heard i have severe depression.