I woke up this morning depressed and, once again, could not snap out of it. I thought that I was going to get better with this new start. I thought that I could finally become a person that I could respect, but I keep falling back into this sadness that I can't shake off. I am a terrible person and I feel like I deserve to die. I've done so many terrible things and I don't think that I deserve another chance. I've been given too many already. Some days I want to move on from the past and pretend like it never happened. Most of the time, I can't stop remembering...everything. I'm struggling between wanting to end it and wishing more than anything that I could be someone else. I hate this feeling of self pity. I feel weak and I can't pretend that I am good enough to have support from others. I struggle with this issue because I still want to live, I just don't want to be myself anymore.