I am a 62 year old twice widower, I live alone and really just exist day to day, I feel very unsure about my future and have very few friends to talk to about the way I feel. I get down a lot and have often thought of ending it but I don't have the courage or maybe deep down I don't want to. I worry about everything and everybody although I feel that no one cares about me. I just want to sleep all the time to escape the world. I have as long as I can remember never felt happy although lately it has become worse, it's like I am in a dark place and can't find my way out, any interests that I used to have are now gone and even when I switch the tv on I am asleep within a few minutes, I walk around the shops just to be near other people but when I return home I feel so alone, my dad suffered from mental problems and I think I have inherited it from him.