I’m tired of everything. I’m ready to face the other side. Living is hard, love is hard, family and friends are hard. I feel as if my spirit has already died and disappeared, and all that’s left is my shell. I’ve felt like dying for 2 years now and it’s too much for me to handle. I don’t have the balls to kill myself but I don’t have the will to live anymore either. I’m starting a new job Monday and I have no will or excitement for it. All of my friends think that I’m a happy go lucky, bubbly guy, but the truth is that I’ve been dead inside for quite awhile. I hope that whoever created this universe will show me some mercy and take me away sometime soon because I don’t know how much longer I can do this. I didn’t ask to be born, let alone born with this disease called depression. I’m just, tired.