Depression

It’s almost 2025 and yet another year that I’ll be down out and depressed. I can already see it’s coming. Nothing to look forward to. It’s almost a year since I lost my brother & that was really all I had to make me laugh and look forward to talking with someone. All I do is cry about why I get treated the way I do. I look out for everyone and nothing in return. I know this is going to be another unhappy year. It’s already started. And the new one hasn’t made it here yet.