I still feel this insurmountable amount loneliness. I wouldn’t say that is just part of my depression, but I’ve been feeling this way my entire life. I can be in a room full of people and still feel alone. Maybe I’m just meant to walk this world alone. I want to feel like this life is a gift, but what kind of gift makes you feel like crap all the time? I spend most of my time hiding the way I truly feel. I feel like I am living a dishonest life.