So, I've been ok for a month or so and I thought my depression went away or something, I thought I was cured but two days ago I suddenly felt like crying and I did, I cried all night. And then yesterday my sister said something along the lines of "I don't like the smell of cheese so stay away from me" and I ate cheese and it wasn't even an insult, she just stated the truth but I began to cry like she said something mean. Today my dad began screaming at me because I wasn't talking and he said that he will leave our family because of me and I began crying again because, obviously, I feel like it's my fault for his decision of leaving us. So I'm again in the arms of depression, I just want to die honestly. I can't stand being the black sheep of my family, I can't stand being the one ruining(?) and messing up things. I wish I could be more like my sisters. My family will never be proud of me, no matter what I do.