For weeks I've been in a deep depression to the point where I only leave my room to eat and freshen up. I know it's taking it's tole on not only me but the people around me. The other day I came downstairs to eat and my mom was cooking something. I didn't really reply very enthusiastically when she asked me how I was doing and what I was up to. Then she turns to me and says, "Em, I miss your smile. I wish you would smile more, if not for yourself than for me. I really miss it." How can you reply to something like that when just moments before hand you were eying a bottle of pills and considering eternal sleep? I hate this, I hate what depression has done to my life. Why do I have to feel this way all the time? It's destroying everything around me and I'm hurting the people I love more than anything.