Not great, to be honest. Depressed, self-loathing, suicidal. At my wit's end with regards to family problems, just constant arguments going on around me. I feel like just giving up, well part of me does, anyway.
My mum recently admitted I "inherited"
my depression and anxiety issues from her. But, no, that doesn't mean we can now talk openly about those issues, though. It's too depressing for her
to talk about. She just laugh at me, never takes me seriously, or pretends to ignore whenever I try and talk about how I'm feeling. Maybe I should give up trying to talk about my problems because everytime I try to I feel that no-one's listening or even gives a f**k anymore.