Being depressed is something no one chooses to do. It just happens when someone realizes how unhappy they are on the inside. No one plans to become depressed. It just happens when a series of tragedies happen continuously and it seems like it cycles in never ending tragedies. It's like the divine being's sick way of eroding you down to bareness. It doesn't feel nice. It especially doesn't feel nice when you deny that anything's wrong. You just don't want to have to face all of the bad things so you deny their existence. And you can't help it when it's not your fault. You didn't cause the actions other people made. They chose to do the hurtful things. And it's not like there's an emergency exit door. You're stuck with that sadness and the people that cause it. You didn't choose to be with them. Sometimes you just get stuck with them the moment you existed. And it's scary to think that you could be stuck with the worst people. It's scary to think that other people are stuck with even worse people. And then you feel mad at yourself for complaining. You know it could be a hundred times worse. You know that the things that you have are luxuries. You realize this and you tell yourself that you don't deserve it. And then only when people start to see that you're hurting and you're stuck in this vicious cycle the world has put on you, it's too late. They can't help. Their words don't help. They don't know how you feel. You can't voice the true way you feel because you're scared. And then they have to figure out for themselves what's wrong. Only then can they realize how their actions have effected you. And whether or not they do realize is entirely up to them. There's nothing you can do but wait and see.