A few years back I saw a therapist who suspected that I was dealing with depression but due to my parents I wasn’t able to meet with them again. Now I’m still dealing with the issues but they seem to have worsened and now I feel like actual shit, but I’m not really sure if I am really dealing with depression. Sometimes I’m scared that I’ve just ended up deluding myself into believing it all for the sake of attention. Although I feel terrible I can’t still function enough to perform well in school and when I’m around and talking to friends I usually start feeling better but once I’m gone I feel empty.  I can still get basic tasks like cooking myself breakfast done. At this point I’m scared that I’m faking it all and honestly I just desperate to vent somewhere