I need to tell my dad what is going on. I know I have to. The only person who knows I have depression and anxiety tells me every chance he gets that it won't get any better. That while I'm dealing with this alone, I'm not really dealing with it. An online counsellor once told me that I could try giving him a letter to tell him. I wrote the letter but I couldn't give it to him. It seems like every time I try and I get paralysed with fear, as though my body is refusing to speak. No matter how much I want to reach out, I physically can't bring myself to say it. I told my best friend by text, and even then I was shaking so hard I could barely type the right letters.