Finally opened up to another person. Never again.

Just need to vent and have no other outlet. I soft from really bad depression, but I'm not comfortable talking about it, I think about killing myself at least once a day. A few years back, a guy came to my work from an organisation that helped people with depression. I reached out to him and I got basically an auto response you'd get from chat got. He then followed up calling me my email address in a clear insert name here template. I shut down after that.

Today someone at work told me they don't think my heart is in my work any more and that I seem sad all the time. I opened up to her too. The response I got was being told depression isn't real, her demanding for me to tell her exactly what I'm depressed about, just said I was lazy and just need to think better and that people in other countries have it worse.

I'll never open up to anyone again. When I kill myself and people say they didn't see it coming, this is why. When people wonder why men don't open up and just stew in their emotions, this is fucking why. ​​​​​