I finally did it, today is the day my depression has finally pushed away the last person that I cared about.  It's funny when people say they'll always be there for you, or that you can count on them anytime. But when you actually ask them to be there for you when you need them most, its too much for them to handle.

They were there for me at the beginning, and I really do appreciate the time they've been there for me. But today they finally said they no longer want to talk to me, and are done responding to me. I guess it was a matter a time. 
I wish people were more empathetic and saw that I wasn't trying to push them away.