It's amazing to think that if I won't be the one to go and visit friends, they won't come to me, there's a chance that if I'll never go to meet friends again I'll never see them again 😂 

That's of course my depression talks, but is it?

Sometimes i feel that because they support me so much throughout the years and accept my flaws I owe them something and that I am in an inferior position to them... 

Life's so beautiful with depression 🤗