As for this, a big part of my depression was this girl I met my freshmen year, she was a year older than me, and to make things short I fell in love with her and all that yadayadayada, but I fell in love with her because, as I was depressed then too, she was really the only time I had experienced geniuine social interaction, I felt that she *wanted* to talk to me, and that she *enjoyed* my company, and I thought she really loved me too, I could actually feel it. We were a thing for about a year and a half, and it was great really, but to sum things up, I met these guys, and they seemed cool I just didn't know them that well, and this one guy named josh even offered to "be like brothers" ( if you're not from the south that might seem foreign to you) and then, after getting back from a trip, I learned her and 3 of those dudes, including josh, had fucked. I was too shaken to say or do anything, I had no idea how to feel or how to process it. My mind just went blank. Then, through a set of circumstances that are too long to type, I ended up watching her and josh make out and grind on eachother before I left.
