So ive been depressed since I was about 12...im 33 now, so thats one long ride. Ive just recently been diagnosed, so I guess its been a long time brewing.

About me: Im not a perfect man, but Im a good man. I wont draw all these details about myself and paint this saintly picture of myself, however, I do consider myself a better cut above the common man. Im selfless with love, attention, praise and inspiration. My gullible heart, always willing to love, has been stomped, chopped and crapped upon since ive ever interacted with others. Ignored and picked over vs others, name called and abuse...you name it, ive lived it.

So im here now...just venting as I pray for a better next day (god must really have his earplugs in...and they must be stuck in there for years). Ive tried to help myself but im running out of steam. No one wants to hear anyone talk about suicide for attention, so you wont get that here. Instead, just share your stories. Comment on mine...do whatever you choose. But thanks for reading.