Today hurts. I keep getting these little glimmers of hope that are yanked out from underneath me every time. My depression feels as though I am sitting in a room and the people I thought loved me are standing on a balcony with spotlights on me. Each of them are turning out the lights. And it’s getting darker and darker. There is no more light. There is no one else. As I write this laying in the dark I’m crying. Because I’ve never felt so scared and alone. I just want a light back.