I having a hard time trusting some of my closest friends. I still want to be there friend, but something inside doesn’t. It’s an ongoing struggle, but it’s like running through water, getting harder every step I take.

I have depression, I’ve been diagnosed with depression for about a year now. I am fifteen years old. I know people tell me: ” You have your whole life ahead of you, why do you want to throw it all away?” Well, to me, this life isn’t worth living. Sure, I have great friends, family is okay, I have a 3.7 GPA average. What else do I want in life? I couldn’t answer that question. The only thing I could possibly say is fulfilment. Then people go around asking, what haven’t I fulfilled. I don’t know. I feel like the world is spinning fine, and I’m making a mountain out of a mole hill by wishing I wasn’t me anymore.