I've recently been diagnosed, f'real. I've been prescribed Prozac, which I start tomorrow. The weeks leading up to the treatments were the worst I can remember, I felt horrible. And I couldn't take any action on that because things were "getting better". I told 4 out of my 5 friends I was suffering depression and had been considering suicide, self harming for about 2 years, the whole lot. I got a lot of encouragement for about an hour, and then things just went back to normal. Back to them going out at lunch and not telling me, leaving me behind for all the chavs to pick on, back to one out of five ever asking me if I'm OK, and when I find th courage to tell him "no, I'm not", he just looks at me and we both feel embarrased; he changes the topic. I can't go to parties because I break down all the time. It's as if I'm destined to become a serial killer of something. What do I do apart from accept talking about it will yeild no results, after 3 years of deliberating?