It's hard to enjoy the joys that I receive/received from their friendships. They were so inviting, opened up to me and seemed like a group that I was apart of. They told me I was their friend and I thought I had finally found that comradery that I was looking for. They gave me hope, they gave me love & care and compassion. They built me up while I dealt with my depression and when I needed those friends the most, to talk to and rally around me when I needed it the most, they didn't. Even after time they seemed to resign themselves that they couldn't or didn't want to help me. It just hurts, that all that friendship and I feel like they threw me away like a piece of garbage. I'm sorry I just feel so lonely.