What day is it? Does it really matter?

Hi, it's quite refreshing to read this, as I feel exactly the same.

I put on a front, just about cope through work and then come home, and go to bed.

I don't look forward to anything. I fear everything. I'm emotionally drained, I'm tense, I want to cry floods of tears but I just can't. I don't cry. I feel exhausted from trying.

I'm desperately unhappy, extremely sad and hopelessly alone.

Is this it now, forever? Struggle through life and then die a waste?

I apologise. I'm pretty sure this will have been no help to you whatsoever.

i feel like shit i can't sleep i feel restless i feel worried i am scared i don't know what i am doing i feel bad real bad i feel lie killing my self i feel there is no hope no hope at all.

Hi you three, there is hope out there somewhere, for most of us on here its lost but maybe we will be able to help each other find it.

Fighting the black dog is a constant battle, he controls us. The hardest thing for us is finding away to control him which seems impossible i know. God ive tried ignoring him and self harming just to make him be quieter but he just plays with the mind stronger.

Nobody on here is alone anymore, we have each other so if at any time things do become to much type away and someone will hear all of you. Use us as a safe haven, cry, scream, talk, just say i need help, a friendly word like hello. Most of all to here someone say i understand you is all we need.

I UNDERSTAND ALL OF YOU!

Wednesday (sorry if ive droned on and havent been any help)