I've been dealing with depression and anxiety for a couple years now. Less than a year ago I was suicidal. Thankfully not anymore, and I am getting better, although I still get moments when I feel panicked, or just like there's something heavy weighing me down inside. I cry too much and only one person can motivate me to actually do things. The one good thing I have in my life is that person, my boyfriend, who I love more than anything and anyone and everything and everyone. He's made me better, but I'm still dealing with these scars. Sorry for the rant, just felt like saying something to people, getting it off my chest.