One Step at a Time
The thing about having depression, anxiety, or eating disorders is that we don't know where it comes from. All we know is that we need help, but at the same time we don't tell anyone about what's going on, because we think we are bothering people while telling them about our problems, we feel like they won't understand, or maybe they'll think we're just looking for attention. But all we're looking for is someone who cares, who actually cares, 'cause at some point we stop caring about ourselves. Once you've hit rock bottom, once you don't know what to do, once you feel so lonely and lost, you need to force yourself and ask for help, because you have to realize it's not going to get better unless you work for it. As stupid as it sounds, we can't really do it by ourselves, because that's the exact moment when everything hits us again. That's when one of those problems interferes with what we are currently fighting for and what we want to achieve. This may sound so messed up, and believe me, if you're not going through any of these things it will sound like it, but it's even worse. So find someone you trust and don't doubt about asking them for help, 'cause you need this, and we need this.
