Anxiety under control but depression creeping in. I gave up on taking medication. Nothing feels good anymore and there is nothing to look forward to. I am too inadequate to live a satisfying life. I feel ugly and disgusting and tired all the time. I am not good enough for friends or for love. In fact, I have no friends to talk to this about and family do not understand or believe that I am suffering. I thought I had someone to talk to but they told me they hate hearing me talk about mental health problems. I can't open up to them anymore. I don't want them to leave me. I miss the excitement and happiness of 2016. I hate living with this constant humiliation.