I literally have been going to work and going to bed as soon as I get home since January. I have not motivation to do anything, and it is a struggle to make it through the work day, most the times I don't. All I do when I get home is cry myself to sleep. The house is a mess, the bills are way past due, and I don't care about anything. I hate that I wake up everyday. I hear of other people dying and ask why is that not me. I am under the care of a psychiatrist and a therapist. I am on meds and more meds... I have seemed to isolate all of my friends as they don't want to be around me so miserable. and I don't want to go out anyways... I feel like no one cares.. as why should they.. I don't care.... I hate being.... I want to die but I know I can't because my family would be so hurt.. so instead, I sit here and hurt..... I don't know what to do anymore.... any ideas.. I have never been this down, for this long..Nothing makes me happy
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