That's how it feels like, if there are not more than two! Almost every night I go to bed, while am about to fall asleep, this one asks me to wake up and faces me with the sweet fact that all am living now is just fake! Life is all fake, and it will all end someday, somehow. The other person seems to refuse that fact, though it knows it is true, it doesn't wanna face it. It has been like that for many years, but now I think I am so tired that I wanna keep them both silent! The sooner I face that fact the sooner my suffering will end. While writing this, I realize that a year ago, that voice was all silent, I thought it died! But, it is so alive and kicking! I believe this person is a part of my major depression. I am starting to believe I need urgent help. But, am even too tired to seek it. I am drowning in a whirl of depression. I can't find my way out of that whirl. Everything is going so wrong, am so tired of fighting for a life that am not even interested in. Every...