It's a terrible feeling, isn't it? Calling it depression is an understatement, being to be depressed you'd have to have feelings, you'd have to feel sadness. Right now, I am unable to feel anything right now. I want to cry, but I can't. I don't want to breathe anymore, but yet I'm still breathing. All I've done for most of the day is lie on my bed, staring at the wall. I can't bring myself to talk to my friends, to turn on the T.V, to do anything but lie in bed and close my eyes and hope that I will not open them ever again. I have no where else to express my feelings but here, and so this is why you find me here right now, posting this. Is this how anyone should live their life? Unable to seek enjoyment in your life, unable to talk to anyone, just shutting yourself in; just laying in your bed and when you do get up you walk around like a zombie, emotionless and unable to feel the pain that has been haunting you for hours? I wish to close my eyes and die on the spot, just by thinking about it. I'm unable to even try to commit suicide, I just want it to happen instantaneously on the spot. This isn't living, this is just the same as being dead. My only ambition, my only hope, is to die. No one deserves to live like this.