I am struggling again, it truly is horrible when you thought you were doing better, then suddenly you come all the way down to where you were before, as if none of your progress mattered. Occasionally I catch myself feeling nothing or empty, and then I think well have I hedonically adapted to life? I want to live for myself to, and I know, at least I hope that I have gotten better with my mindset. Why do parents, no matter what the age, they don´t believe a person can go through depression or mental health crises. I will never admit this aloud, but when I was in my teenager years til this day, I do not forgive m parents, for not being more supportive when I was having mental health issues. I just can´t, and sometimes I feel terrible for it, but remembering how emotionally abandoned I felt, always brings me back. Wishing that I was as tough as I am, when I get physically injured.