Well, I've gone and messed up.

This is a story of how my life had it's low and high points. I'm a 20 year old girl called Clarissa and all my life I have suffered with severe depression. I'm living with this 'mental illness' every single day of my life. For the rest of my life. I'm a girl that likes to be alone, I struggle in the company of others. So when a person like me meets someone that understands me, says will help me, will be there for me, you automatically think that there has to be some sort of hidden catch. Except when he really is there for you, when he is supporting you and keeping all the promises he made, you start to think, maybe I can give a relationship with this guy a go.
Boy, was I wrong.