My life recently has been absolute shit. The week before my birthday, my dad moved out. On my birthday, he came to the house and ruined the mood. Also on my birthday, my best friend (now ex best friend) and my boyfriend got into a huge argument at lunch and I started crying. Great birthday. It's now two months later and my dad is still gone, my best friend ditched me, and my boyfriend is just… he's a whole different story. Every day, I find myself falling back into my depression that I barely escaped from, and I'm too scared to ask for help. I don't want to stress my boyfriend out or make him think that it's his fault because I truly do love him and I know that he doesn't mean to hurt me (I'm just too sensitive), and I never like asking for help with anything. I find myself wanting to hurt myself, but I made a promise that I wouldn't so I'm working against that. I just…. Sometimes I don't think I deserve to live anymore. I just feel like such a burden on everyone around me and I feel like it would be easier on them all if I just sort of…. stopped existing.