I'm tired of seeing my friends "tired" by this definition. I really want them to open their eyes past depression, look at the sunlight, sit under a tree, just breathe in the beauty of life... and just be happy.
pff~ i know it isnt interesting, but, for the fuck of it: im Torn apart because of my red feelings, im Insecure because of assholes at school, im Really faking my smile because, honestly, no one cares (irl, at least...), im Extremely sad, because, you know, i cant do anything right irl, im Drowning in my tears because, pff, i dont even have anymore to help kill me. well, danna said shed drown me... guess her wish came true, huh? but, im also the emotion tired, too. i cant get any sleep at all. but, yea, true words... i forgot where i first seem em. just ignore this if you want to. not like i care~ pff, i dont need to care...
I can't understand what you feel, and perhaps you don't desire sympathy, but I honestly wish for you to feel better and find happyness Sometimes the bad seems dominate the world, but there's got to be good somewhere, however small it might be.
"Thanks. Trust me, it's getting... somewhat better." Frosty sighs. "Possibly. For some reason, I always try to find the good in some people, even though it's hopeless. Hah, Pokemon MD all over again..."
You need some sleep! (S)incerely (L)ove (E)verybody, (E)ven mean (P)eople. I've dealt with depression and loneliness a lot in my life. Friends and family can help, but the real solution is a change in your own attitude. Learn to love everybody, especially the people who treat you badly. If you're religious, pray for them. Care for them the same way you'd care for a close friend or relative who needs help. Go out of your way to be nice and smile to others, not just to put up the illusion that you're ok, but because you genuinely want to make their day a little better. You don't need to be sappy or overbearing: just treat everybody like they're worth something to you, even if you don't like them.
The reason we have the golden rule isn't because we hope that treating others as we'd like to be treated will cause them to treat us well too; it's because doing unto others as you would have them do unto you will change your attitude and your heart, which will make you feel better, AND will make others feel better too.
Of course there is also depression of a clinical kind due to biological problems (hormone imbalances or something: I've never really researched it). If you have that, then, yes, be nice to people, but also get to a freakin' doctor and get your condition treated!
A little anecdote from my own experience (a silly one, but it illustrates my point): I came home from work one day and I wasn't in the best of moods. I get to my street and the freakin' construction people have torn it all up so I have to drive a couple blocks out of my way to get in on the other side. Not that big of a deal, but I'd been getting more and more irritated at all the detours I'd had to take the past few weeks and I was already cranky. I found myself hating those construction guys: completely irrational, of course, they're just doing their job and it's not like they decided to tear up my street out of malice. So I went inside, grabbed half a dozen cans of lemonade from the fridge, and gave them to the workers. It was a small thing, but it made me feel better: I no longer had a stupid irrational hatred of them, and I'm sure they were happy to have nice cold lemonades on a hot summer day working outside. Not only did I stop hating them, but my bad mood was gone and the rest of my day was pleasant.
I'm not saying that being nice is a replacement for therapy or anything else (if you need therapy, then get it!), and it might not be enough on its own to make everything better, but it will do you a world of good and help you feel better.
I had (and I'll have) a few years where I felt like this.
The first was the day I was born. I felt torn apart. (Because I was taken from my mothers womb.) Insecure, because inside I was much safer. Really faking my smile, because I had gas most of the time and I needed a good BM. Extremely sad, because this didn't give me a great first impression of life. Drowning in my tears because, I can't help but realize the end is not much different from the beginning.
I hope this cheered you up! Hang in there, it gets better. I know that many people say this, but it's the truth. It does get better. It's all a matter of how you look at it.