Nobody Should Be Alone

Everyone that I try to tell about the way that I'm feel (which I am not going to openly state on this blog), they try to tell me what's wrong with me. Finding out what's wrong with me isn't the problem. I already know what's wrong. I just need help dealing with it. The people in this world have absolutely no consideration. I mean, who asked to have depression? Some people have it because the burdens they once carried have become too heavy for them to lift anymore, and so now, they just sit there, staring at them all spilling out of the bag on the floor, wondering when they will ever be able to pick them back up again. Then there are the people who are born with it. Either way, nobody asked to go through this struggle, especially not alone. Nobody should have to go through this alone. Everyday, dragging yourself out of bed, floating through life on auto pilot, trying to make sense of the things going on around you, while you remain engrossed in your thoughts. Who the hell asked for this? No one. But who is asking for help, screaming from the inside out for someone to come and make them feel like a human being again? All of us.