Since my sister passed my whole world has flipped upside down. I’m not the same. I don’t want to exist anymore, the pain is too much to bear. The loneliness. It’s been 6 months and I’m only getting worse. Time isn’t healing. It doesn’t “get better”. I’ve never felt so empty, I can’t leave my room I don’t see my friends I don’t enjoy anything anymore nothing makes me happy. If I told this to anyone I know they would just tell me to “get up make my bed and move forward that’s what she would want” people without depression have no idea what this hell is like and the burden of carrying it alone