I’m really sick and tired (and tired always follows sick) of “friends” giving me positive reinforcement to try to help me out of my soul crushing depression. So just to let everyone know and to set the facts straight:

Things are NEVER going to be all right.
Nothing will make me feel better.
Time will not heal all wounds.
I will not find happiness again.
I will not “hang in there”.

And I will never, ever, as God as my witness, find someone else one day. I don’t want to find anyone else. I never want to find someone else. I can’t even imagine any circumstance in which emotional or physical contact with another human being would be good.

I’ve had a few friends who have said these things, but have prefaced it with, “I know you think I’m full of shit, but,” or, “I know you don’t believe me, but.” These friends have been through this before and they understand. But I still don’t believe any of them. They are full of shit.

Just leave me alone (but don’t go away)