Every time I post my depression on Chambers, I get downvoted to Oblivion.

Every time I post my depression on Chambers, I get downvoted. My depression isn’t your fault, and I’m sorry I’m making you uncomfortable. My depression and self-loathing aren’t your fault. I’m sorry you got dragged into it. I’m sorry it makes you uncomfortable. Every time I post it on Chambers, I get downvoted. Every time I express my sadness and my depression, not only do I get downvoted but people don’t give a shit. They leave me to rot. They leave me to die. Because my depression is “their problem”. Because my depression makes them feel bad and so they punish me. They punish me for expressing myself. For not being perfect. For not being able to be strong. For being human. Do you want to know what it’s like to grow up feeling worthless your whole life? To feel unloved? To feel like you’re a burden on everyone? The fact that I give a shit about you, and you don’t give a shit about me doesn’t matter. I’m glad you are happy and strong and everything I am not. I am happy that you are and I always will be. That will never change. The fact that I’m weak and you’re strong also doesn’t matter. I’m human, it’s okay. I don’t have to be perfect and I never will be, and that’s okay. My depression and my self-loathing aren’t your problem. I’m sorry that I dragged you into it. And I’m sorry that it makes you uncomfortable. I know I’m weak and I know I’m flawed, and I know my depression is a burden to the people I love, and I’m sorry for that. But I can’t help being human. I can’t help being weak. And I’m sorry.<br><br>Edit: First of all, I want to say thank you. That means a lot to me, and I really appreciate it. It means a lot to me that my words meant anything to you. That I could help you. I can’t help but smile when I see these comments. Second, I do believe in seeking professional help. I have been for years. My therapist helped me write this, and she agrees with it. She’s the best therapist I ever had, and she’s been with me for years, and she does actually care about me. She’s helped me through so much, and I am going to see her tomorrow. I also take medication. I’m sorry if this triggered you. That was not my intention, and I am very sorry. I hope you are doing well.