I can't feel anything, like even when I feel something negative, especially when I'm crying, it's just my body's way of telling me it knows something I don't because of years of suppressed memories and emotions. I don't have any plans after graduation, I don't even plan or want to graduate. I've accepted the fact that I'm always going to feel this way, I'm always going to $h to feel something, I'm always going to manipulate and lie and pretend to be different versions of myself because I don't know who I truly am.
I've given up on help because of my parents and I've stopped venting to close friends about stuff this personal. I just don't think they can handle it or they just don't care. Nobody is good enough for me and this is just who I am. I've tried journalling, writing, but I just don't have the time for those anymore because of school. I make up stories and draw and cook and bake, but its like a part of me died and you just get to a point where you know you're too far gone to be helped, so life should just be trolled instead. I just want to feel like all the people I hate and manipulate and all the bad things I do are valid and its not "Just an angsty teen rebellious phase". This is actual depression and I've given up on so many things now