Depression is a bitch. I don't wanna do anything, what I liked doing when things got bad, don't have motivation that stays longer than a day, like I have so much things I wanna do but I can't keep the motivation to actually do those things. I don't want to get out of bed, I don't even want to do the simplest tasks in my every day schedule like basic hygiene. I don't want to talk abt it with my mom cause I don't wanna be out in therapy again, or be driven to the er, or her telling everyone in my household which then my grandmother vents like it's her thing to vent about to people I have never met, and each time I see said people after they hear from it it's always "You shouldn't be going through this when you're so young" or whatever, when it's been like this since third grade. Fucking third grade. Off and on, sure, but I'm in tenth grade. And I'm so tired and idk what to do at this point. I can't even remember when I felt DECENT for the majority of the day