Dear Diary,
yesterday i spoke to my oldest bestfriend i missed and we had a talk about how am i doing and i told her all about my depression and that i hate my family i feel like weére just a bunch of strangers that share the same house, it's not a home it doesn't feel like it.
i felt a little guilty about saying that but i had to let it out, she gave me some good advices and i cried myself to sleep.
to my big surprise this morning i felt alot better i could smile i laughed for the first time in few weeks.