I’ve suffered from depression and anxiety for as long as I can remember. I’ve lost people because of it. I’ve been denied of things that I should be able to experience in life just as everyone else. My self doubt and insecurities have weighed down on me for too long and I’m scared. I’m scared for what my future has in store for me. I wish I wasn’t close to my mum and sister so I could have ended my life a long time ago. I’m only staying alive for them. But I’m getting tired of trying. I thought adulthood was going to change my perspective on life. It hasn’t. It just gets worse. This is just a stupid vent. Sorry to waste your time.