I'm really sorry about what I wrote yesterday. I should have written more, but I couldn't. I couldn't concentrate on anything long enough for me to actually write about it. I'm sorry.

I'm so sad. I don't know why, but I just feel more sad than I have in a long time. I can't even move without being reminded of how sad I am.

I want this to stop, I really just want it to stop.

I think about trying to killing myself all the time, but I know that I can't do that, not again. It would make too many people sad and I don't want them to be sad because of how sad I am.

I'm sorry. I'm supposed to be getting better but I'm not. I can be happy for few hours or sometimes a day or two, but then I get sad again and I don't know how to make myself not sad. I don't even have a reason to be sad, I just am and I don't understand why.

I have a hard time telling people how I feel because I don't want to be a burden to them, so I haven't tried to talk to anyone in the last few days. My mom comes into my room every day and brings me food and my meds, but she doesn't try to talk to me about why I'm acting like this.

I want to be able to do things on my own, but I can't. I can't imagine myself ever moving out and being by myself, because I can't even take care of myself.  When I get sad I don't do anything, if my mom wasn't here I probably wouldn't have eaten for the last 3 or 4 days.

I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I'm trying to write to feel better but it's not working at all. This journal is stupid. It doesn't help me, it makes me more upset when I write in it because it makes me think too much about the bad things. I hate this journal. I hate it and I hate everything else.

I hate this whole fucking world because for some reason everyone is happy and I'm not. It's not fair.