What do you do when you're all alone and desperately lonely, yet when there are people around you'd like nothing better then to get away from them?

What do you do when you can't bear the thought of living so depressed, but can't think of a single thing that can bring you joy?

What do you do when you ache for someone to talk to, yet in the presence of others you can't find any words to speak?

What do you do when the expression of happiness from others makes your own world seem darker?

What do you do when each day you wake up and are disappointed to find that you're still alive?

What do you do when it hurts so bad on the inside that physical pain feels good?

What do you do if you have forgotten what it feels like to be happy?

What do you do if you can't remember ever being happy?

What do you do when you've lost the will to live?