I hate depression. I hate depression on rainy days. I hate moving to a new place that you don't like because it feeds depression and loneliness.I feel like everyone around me is happy even though I know they struggle in their own way.
I hate when I want to be motivated and want to do something with my day. But I'm paralyzed by sadness and fatigue and voices telling me I'm no good and can't.
I'm frustrated by trying to make new friends and still be honest about not liking where I live.