Depression is preeeeetty tricky.
We don't want to talk about how helpless, and completely confused we feel about our constant sadness...
Then when we do talk about it, the people we trust enough to 'expose' ourselves to want to help.... But inevitably discover that the depression WE feel has now rendered THEM helpless... and they may show signs of frustration, and irritability toward the situation. It's only natural really... Speaking as the depressed person here, I completely understand how fucking hard it must be to watch someone you love (seemingly inexplicably) beat themselves up. And have your words of encouragement kinda hit brick walls and fall to the floor.
The final catch comes down to the fact that the depressed person now feels guilty for dragging down the one they love, who is trying so hard to support their stupid ass while they figure out why the fuck they are so sad when really life hasn't been *terrible* to them.
Thus feeling that they may have now pushed said loved one to the brink of their patience, and now they may lose the one person they trust and love dearly.
I apologize for how difficult it can be, on all of our behalves.
You mean the world to us, and sometimes, especially on those hard days, we can't outwardly acknowledge how lucky we feel to have you.
A thousand times thank you for your kind and supportive words.<3
