So hey, I'm a girl (surprise), and I have a bad depression and I'm anorexic, too.
I call myself DK (Daring Knowledge), so if you see "xoxo DK" written anywhere, well, then you know why.
I wasn't sure, what I should tell, but now you get the hole truth:
My ex raped me, when we were together. My life is sometimes only depressing, and I have no idea how to go on, but somehow I'm still here. I've been through so much - it's too much. I'm trying my best, and I'm still breathing; my heart's still beating.