I Fight Depression and Loneliness Everyday

Again today. Alone. The fight is too hard. Life is too harsh. Everyday a blur, of yesterday, today, tomorrow. No difference, always the same. After returning, everything is dark, no light, no love, no future, only pain, only memories. It is said life goes on, but why must it? Why must we endure such pain, such hopelessness. Where is the release? Where is love? Where is peace? Where is hope?

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Aspen · 56-60, F

I feel for you and know how hard it can be. Do you have pets and if not do you live in a place where you can have them? I ask as there have been many a day that the only reason I got up at all was because my dog needed me.