You know, I'm a pretty positive person believe it or not. I live a typical life; I have a steady job that I absolutely adore. I have a cat and a guinea pig, a bug (pet), and a wonderful friend group. Really, I love each and every one of my friends. they mean a lot to me. But lately, within the last two to three years I've really started to grow depressed. It is always something, part of it I bring on myself. But I can't seem to get out of my depression no matter what I do. Write, roleplay, cry, game, draw, or force myself to talk about it, none of my outlets are working. I'm not eating as much as a result to this, I always act happy and have started to push myself away from my friends. My father was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease and it is progressing fast. he's already forgotten my name on multiple occasions, forgotten where we were and proceeded to panic, and has really become clingy in the last month. I'm scared for him. I don't know what to do to help him, or what to do to try and slow the progress os the disease. My mom has become more and more angry with me because people have started to see that there's something wrong. She's like dealing with a toddler that hasn't slept in three days and was pinched on the playground. I feel like I have become the world's punching bag (though i know that is probably a n exaggeration, there are people who have it worse off than me any day). I have been on edge for weeks now, getting mad at the drop of a pen and crying at stupid things. I dropped soup all over the floor today. No big deal right? I cried for ten minutes in a corner before I cleaned it up and moved on with my day. For no freakin reason I cried. This isn't the first time that I have cried for such stupid reasons, and I imagine it won't be the last time. I have almost no motivation to do anything else besides stay at home. And now I could be nailed for something I didn't even do because of a hacker. I'm so stressed out that I can't even think straight.