How do you deal with the naysayers? How do you deal with people that underestimate you? How do you deal with people that have to bring you down to feel better about themselves? How do you deal with inconsiderate friends who constantly make fun of your appearance? How do you deal with a family that doesn't understand you?

How do you learn to accept the fact that you can't go back in time and undo the mistakes you've done?

What's the point of fighting depression? Is it just survival? Am I going to have to do this for the rest of my life until my inevitable death? I don't feel like I'm living, I'm just existing. I'm just putting up with life because I don't want to kill myself.

I'm tired of living up to other peoples' expectations. My close-minded mother that I can never seem to please. Why doesn't she just leave me alone and accept the fact that I'm not the kind of son she wanted?

I'm not weak, I'm strong. After this rant, I'll probably take some time to cool off and be normal again. By normal i mean, i'll be back to faking happiness, living up to other peoples' expectations, not knowing what the purpose of my existence is?

I'm just tired of being strong, Life won't give me a break.