What is happiness anyway, does it exist? It's all relative.

I was never able to talk, to break free and just spill my guts and true feelings. It's like their was a physical blockade filtering emotion and words coming out of my mouth. Once my school noticed my depression they forced me to get help. Yet all the people that tried to help gave up cause i didn't talk, i was just unable to. However for the past few months i'm ao emotionally drained that slowly i'm able to talk to people to reach out. So i understand when you say you can't send that email. But think if you want to attempt to get help now or trudge along for who knows how long. It's so much easier getting help while in school versus once you're on own.