Everything is going right. I'm going to be graduating soon, going to college (albeit, at my second choice), I get to see my sisters and brother, who I haven't seen since Christmas, and my dad, who I last saw last June when I left him and Mom for better pastures. I am now surrounded by people who love me, who want the best for me and comfortable circumstances but I still feel miserable. As my graduation approaches, all I feel is dread. For some reason, even as I'm laughing, I feel like dying. Dying sounds nice right now. Then I wouldn't have to disappoint the people who only want me to be happy, when I can't even do that. I don't get it. Everything's good, but I want it to go away. I have my meds, my psychiatrist, my therapy...but I still want it all to go away. I want to go away. It makes no sense.