I feel like I'm on the verge of tears all day. If I'm not about to cry, I have this intense pit of anxiety from fighting it back. It seems dramatic even for depression.

I'm super alone and terrified of being alone for the rest of my life. I don't think I can handle being alone forever. I know some people can and they thrive and are happy, but I've never been that strong. At this point, the only thing that keeps me around is my cats, but then I realize I'm that depressing crazy cat lady and I've begun to consider rehoming them. I don't think I can do this anymore.