I’m not really looking for other people to make me happy. I can deal with my own problems despite how heavy depression is. I function normally now. I have a bit of an issue with my diet and addictions when depression is really bad and I feel completely uncared for.

What I don’t understand is people who have told me I have been there for them when it was tough. They told me they trust me. They don’t remember anything they’ve said. It hurts.