The number one.

I don't want to be here. Right now, I would kill to be elsewhere.

There's so much sense of community here. So much warmth.

I just want to mope. I want to be alone with my depression and nurse it till it is satisfied. That's what I need.

I'd also like to bawl my eyes out but I don't want people to start consoling me. It only makes it worse.

Well,

I want you to console me. No, not console me. I want you to just be around me. I want to be around you. Because, believe it or not, sometimes the things you say make sense and resonate with me. But these are the simple things, not the preachy things. Sometimes, your words help move my own depression along.