I don't want to burden anyone. But I'm so tired. I always been keeping my emotions to myself but when I try to talk about my feelings, the only people who would understand aren't available. And I can never be truly honest. They would likely tell someone and then that becomes a whole thing. So I'm just going to drop it here. I think I'm having a depression episode. I'm always feeling down. I haven't done anything I wanted. I can't improve shit. I'm not hungry anymore so I just don't eat (which is crazy, I'm a big back.) I have trouble sleeping. And a lot more. But I have no right to be sad. I have a good family, food, a house. I have nothing to complain about. It's all my fault that this is happening. Somehow, nobody notice. I'm a very energetic happy person. So why doesn't anybody notice how I'm not eating, why I'm not talking, why I don't look happy anymore. If I didn't believe in God, I would have cut my wrists. My belief is the only thing keeping me from destroying myself.