When I think of my depression, I always think of Lestat. Because when I get depressed I get extremely depressed. But it never lasts for very long
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Well, that explains some things. I'm still worried about you, but I get it a bit. It's okay to be sad over a city. We're all praying for the people still stuck there and for the safe recovery of the city. And parents can just be asses some times. My parents are, your parents are. All parents can be. And they do love you. Even if you don't think they do. But despite all that, which is plenty reason to be upset, that isn't a reason to go into such bouts of depression. Especially such serious ones. Look at your last entry. Do you really want to feel like that? At any time? Again, I will not force you into anything. You're old enough to decide for yourself if you need help. But I, and I'm sure the rest of your friends as well, are willing to help you get what you need. We like to see you happy, not sad. Besides, that's what friends are there for.
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