Cant believe I wasn’t one of them, not sure how I’m still going. 3 students have killed themselves. there hasn’t been much said about them at all. People don’t even seem to care. We have a day off deemed “wellness day” and while it’s a nice gesture it just feels so cold. Our professors gloss over it saying “oh it’s a stressful time” like it’s nothing unusual. It just seems so shallow, like there’s no empathy left in the world. 

I’ve tried to research these kids and see if anything was written about them. I wish I had gotten to know them. We could’ve been in this together. But people with depression always seem to be alone in it. Everyone says “there’s people there for you that want to help” but no one has any idea what it’s like to want to die every waking second of your existence. Or what it feels like to feel nothing, constantly, and not even have the ability to release your frustration through tears. Or the horrible feeling of only wanting to stay alive for your family. Trudging through everyday, with no energy, no happiness, unable to feel love. It’s truly horrible and no one deserves this.