I've been struggling with non-diagnosed depression my whole life (my parents don't believe in psychiatry and we're not the kind of family that will talk about it). However, it's my second semester of college and I am very near the very extreme of depression, almost suicidal. My grades are average to bad, I have absolutely no friends here and very few at home. My roommate, someone I desperately counted as a friend, moved out at semester without a word to me. My RA said it was because of difficulties that she never even mentioned to me. I don't get along with the people I live with, I spend all day in my room, alone. I just had a total breakdown to my RA who I've barely spoken to and now I'm embarrassed because he couldn't care less about me and now he knows all of my problems and it's going to be awkward the rest of the year. I officially have the reputation of loner and loser. I am alone in my suite most of the time and have officially hit rock bottom. Please, somebody, anybody, tell me it gets better. I just really, really need to hear that. Because to be honest, I just want this pain to end.
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