I've been depressed as long as I can remember.I thought that maybe love could give it a run for its money.played.I was wrong.As always I'm being played.As always my heart is being made a fool out of.The relief that I'm not going to drag him down is undeniable.But that leaves way for nothing but the crippling depression that was before.Now I'm just as I was. Suicidal. But now in the knowledge that...