Depression sucks. Like big-time sucks. So when I started getting better, I didn’t think about the fact that depression can come back.

I was finally better, I thought a month or two ago. The thing is, stuff doesn’t always last for me, and I went right back down my slippery-slope. Suddenly I would hate myself. When I looked in the mirror I would hate what was looking back at me, and I became extremely self-conscious.

Now it’s only gotten worse; staring at the ceiling, crying all the time, feeling no emotion other than sadness. The worst part is my school starts soon, and school was what started my depression.

At school I’m the one that’s kind of the loner, I have a few friends but they’re never in the same class as me. A lot of people at my school don’t like me, and I don’t have a great support-system.

My parents are finally picking up on the fact that’s something is wrong. I have told them that I wanted to switch schools, but they didn’t take me seriously. So now I am stuck going to the same school in a week, back to the place I hate.

I have had a couple relapses, but this one is definitely the most severe. People tell me that everything gets better, but I personally find that pretty hard to believe.

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