this is a story of how I feel about myself. what I think about myself. How my imagination is making me sick and slowly dying. I do not like myself for everything I have done in my 20 years of living on this planet. don't feel sorry for me. but if you know someone who is depressed, fake smiles to show he/she is ok or just is always alone. give that person a question if they are ok. show them that you care.