18+ ? 

Or they make it their mission to fix me.

I live in a hell where I can’t be myself. I’m pretty miserable most of the time and no one wants to be around that. Their discomfort causes them to leave or try to cheer me up. 

The failed attempts usually make me feel more distant from said person and annoyed. It reminds of a show where the woman was trying to arouse a person with ED until he finally said enough because it wasn’t working and he started chafing . 

Anywho, Is their a place to exist where I can be depressed and still have friends? It seems like even within our community we invalidate the feelings of eachother , but we’re still here. I don’t expect anyone to cure me , but does being depressed mean a life of isolation ?