To be honest, I have depression. Sometimes even my other friends who have depression don't know what I go though. So yeah, I'm with you
LOL People are trying to help you but you keep giving them excuses as to why it won't help with your depression. So, here's my advice. Go wallow in your own self pity somewhere alone because we don't really care. On that note, singing never helped my depression, listening to music did.
It's hard...if I sing at home I get my mouth taped shut...singing on the bus gets something thrown at me and being told to shut up...then I'm ignored every day...no one ever tells me anything, talks to me, or let's me talk...imagine that...imagine being unable to talk, bee talked too, and be friends with anyone...it's like someone is taking a whip, and whipping me...each person...they don't look or even aknowledge me...but they would happily whip me, or maybe happily dance on my grave...
No they didn't...they didn't give me a gift...after I shared one thing...they began treating me as if I was some contamination that is allowed to walk freely...throwing stuff at me and telling me to stop...
Why the fuck would you sing on a bus in the first place? Shit isn't high school musical. Sing in your room like most people.
If it's thrown and meant to catch your attention and your told to shut up...then it's just meant to be an object of that use...not a gift