Well, this is the first time that I have ever written a blog, but here goes.

I thought that I would start this as a form of therapy for myself. I have been suffering from bouts of depression for about 5 years now. I just feel so terrible. My favourtie phrase most of the time is "I can't be bothered". When I look around my house all I see is empty food wrappers, washing up, piles of dirty clothes and all my head is saying is "Can't be bothered." How rubbish is that?

I look at myself in the mirror and all I can see are the negatives. I'm fat. I'm ugly. I hate my hair. I hate my clothes. All of which are ridiculous. I'm not fat, I'm about a size 10/12. I'm not ugly (I'm no Claudia Schiffer though). OK, so maybe I don't always like what I'm wearing, but if I actually did some washing every now and again then maybe I would have some choices of what to wear.

I let myself get dragged down by worrying about the most ridiculous things too. Things that I have no control over, things I can't change, things that even if I could I wouldn't.

I want to write this blog for two reasons. One to help myself. Two, to show others out there that, although feeling depressed is the most lonely feeling in the world, you aren't alone.