So I'm depressed.... I'm fooling everyone as I'm chirpy. I have to as, as soon as people know they want you to talk and I dont know why I'm depressed.

Symptoms are the basics tbh no sense of worth, no sense of purpose, thinking of death, hurting myself, can't be bothered cleaning my flat which is tiny, can't be bothered bathing, eating junk food, staring into space, lying on sofa, crying, talking to myself more, no energy, no motivation, no oomph. The list goes on.

My Dad doesn't understand depression he thinks I should just get on with it. I wish I could but as soon as I shut the front door I'm a recluse.

I haven't seen my friends in months, no one visits me at home. I hate people invading my safe place which is my flat.

Any tips or wise words for me I want to let people in I just hate letting people down