Hello everyone!

First off, I have been dealing with a mild depression for a great amount of years. But the situation has only ever gotten worst the previous year, or half a year. I participated in an evaluation session with a clinician psychologyst, a few weeks ago, and she seemed to think that I was suffering from a mild to moderate depressive syndrome. She recommended therapy and a chat with a psychiatrist, which I did, and he put me on a standard antidepressant treatment with Cipralex and Anxiar, because apparently my condition was easily and surely stepping into the severe area.

The fact is, during these past months, I managed to madly fall in love with a good friend and coworker, who, unfortunately does not love me back like that. Even though I confessed and she knows the full reach of my feelings for her, there is no awkwardness between us, but my heart is still broken and although it does not hurt as much as it did, everyday it gets a little easier, it still kills me to think of her slowly falling in love with someone else. I am not looking for advice or anything. Actually, I don't really know what I am looking for. I don't want people to tell me to forget about her, to move on, that there is plenty of fish in the sea. Is love really supposed to be that insignificant? Yes, she hurt me and deepend my depression, but the hurt has lessend of late, and the love remains, although there is no hope. I don't belive in destiny or soul mates, but she is one of a kind, truly. She is everything good about the world and humankind. I have accepted the fact that she will never be with me, but I cannot help myself but love her, with all my heart, and all my being.