For years I’ve just been a burden to everyone. I can barely function when I’m not around someone And it’s just a self destructive hole. The few friends is still have live states away and they all come to me for answers for their depression but I can never help them. My dad hates me because I struggle to even get out of bed and do anything when I used to be his athletic child. I can’t bring myself to eat or drink anymore and I just hate myself more for not being able to do simple functions I’m to scared to end myself because I’ve seen what it does to families but it just seems so welcoming it’s scary.