Dear T,

My parents keep telling me to "stop it", but I don't know what I can do. I'm depressed, and them telling me to "stop it" hurts a lot. I can't "stop" being depressed.

I spent hours last night crying in my bed, thinking about how horrible and useless I am, and how my parents wouldn't care about me if I died. I have no one who would care about me if I died.

I woke up this morning and my eyes were sore from crying so much. I actually went to bed at 10pm and woke up at 6am. But I was hurting so much that I purposely went back to bed and woke up at 11am.

See you bright and early on Wednesday morning, I guess.