Just a rant...

Sometimes I fall into these pits of Depression and I think that might be happening again.
I want someone to catch me.
I want to be strong enough to pull myself up.
I don't think I can, though.
And sometimes I don't think anybody wants to pull me up.
I don't think they necessarily want me to suffer but I feel like I'm a waste of space.
I feel like I'm disposable, maybe I'm not supposed to be around for a long time.
Maybe Gods plan for me is to die young.
All my thoughts are going dark.
I need something but I don't know what.
Sorry.