I’m really tired... tired of trying to be happy. Of living... my depression and anxiety has gotten so bad, I spend most of my days in my room with the curtains closed so the sunlight can’t sneak in.. and I don’t leave my bed.. unless it’s to shower because it’s easier then trying to brush my hair in the morning and I hop back right back into my “pjs” (Sweat pants and a sweater) where I just sleep or cry over things in the past.. or no reason at all.. My mom tries to help me.. and be there trying to offer things I once liked to do.. but lately I have no interests or motivation to do anything.. I used to be a girl that would never be at home.. I’d be out doing things with friends, going rock climbing, to the movies, mini golfing.. but something clicked.. I barley talk to anyone.. even if it’s over snap.. I’ve tried medication and the first one made things worse.. the one I’m on now.. I just feel the same.. I’m tired of waiting for if it will work or when. I go to  therapy once a week but there’s so much that can do. I feel really alone.. when really I know that I have people that love and care for me.. but I often lash out at them for no reason.. or don’t talk to them because I feel like I’m bothering them.. I just don’t know what to do, you know?