I'm 25yrs old and been feeling depressed since I was 14yrs old (and probably mildly depressed before that tbh). If you looked at my life, it would look like nothing is wrong (from the outside)... but I'm wrong. I can't shake these suicidal thoughts, feeling hopeless, worthless etc.

Anyway, it's 2am here and I've spent the last 2 hours trying to sleep but I can't sleep because I can't stop thinking about how fed up with life I am. I want to cry but I have no tears left to shed.

I don't see the point in life. It's nothing special. What is the point of fighting against depression every day to just feel the same? I don't want to wake up tomorrow. I don't want to keep breathing. Nothing I do makes the emptiness go away. I'm starting to believe happiness really is a myth...

I've tried accessing mental health services but the waiting list is long and I've convinced myself that I don't deserve to access them anyway.

So, for the time being, I'm going to attempt to vent on here. If this doesn't succeed, I don't know what I'll do tbh. I'm tired of fighting. I've heard you can learn to live with depression and still have a successful life, however I don't know if that is something I can do.

What do you think? Can people really live with depression?

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