Well, I have read so many posts on here, especially from one eighteen year old boy who is very confused. I understand this confusion. I have been there. I am now in university and still grappling with many things. I may not particularily know what it is that affects you so, however I have felt alone often. I mean, what are friends really? I have people around me and yet I feel so alone, there is a difference. The only thing that can help anyone who is depressed is time and self analization. I have depression and have been so for about five years now. It is difficult and you seem to feel like there is nothing, that you hate yourself, but you are too weak to kill yourself. I have felt this. Trust me. I wanted to die sometimes, I wanted to not die, but not live either. I was so confused and pissed about myself and the world. Time makes things not necessarily better, but you get more comfortable in your own skin, even if you do not know exactly what that is.
I have so much love for people and the world which I depsize and it feels like no onecares about me as much as I do them. Ever feel like that? Life is for the pretty ones. I have gained 100 pounds since my depression diagnosis, and it is not easy. Life is life.