You're going to have a hard time getting rid of me because I was a suicidal depressed kid for the first ten to fourteen years of my life and hated everything, especially myself, and said so. When I learned how to control my words and force myself to acknowledge value in what I loved, I was able to come out of it. Mostly. I have relapses like everyone else who's ever battled depression, but I will throw out there the more you rag down on yourself, the less likely your view of yourself is going to change.

But because I've been there, I know this stuff from the inside out, I have patience and am not going anywhere. You need a friend who loves you unconditionally and as far as I'm concerned, that's me. I'm tactless and I do get exasperated every so often and I'm opinionated and always overbooked because I don't understand how to not go off in a thousand directions at once. But I'm here. And I'm here for you. And that's not going to change.