No one in here is screwed. I've lost count of the number of times I've felt hopeless, of the number of times I've wanted to kill myself. Each mistake I've made seems worse, each episode of depression more crippling. But the fact is I'm still here, and so are you guys. I used to despair when people told me "things will get easier", but it is likely they will. But it's not likely to happen unless you do stuff that you know has helped other people. Healing takes time. It is exhausting, I know.