Every time I reflect on my life I get it. 

I just want all of it to be over but killing myself is way too selfish. I cry everytime I imagine my relatives and my dog if they found out that I’m no longer with them. It’s the only thing keeping me from actually doing it. 

Usually people with depression feels like no one gives a care about them but for me no. I know that my relatives care for me. I know that they are worried about me. But this pain is really unbearable. Every day I feel so tired. I get anxiety attacks, I don’t eat, I don’t sleep. Everything just feels like hell, I’ve heard way too many, It’s gonna be alright. But it doesn’t, it gets worse. 

To everyone who’s having the same problem as me, Don’t do it. Someone out there is genuinely concerned and actually cares for you. You are not alone, even if it feels like it.