I get it.

No, really, I do.
I can totally understand what it is like to be depressed.
As in, nothing matters - just let me sleep.
As in, I have no interest in you, them or myself.
As in, I'm dragging through the days and could be borderline suicidal.

I GET IT.

But nothing is going to change until you do.
Medication won't magically prescribe itself.
A therapist won't magically call you and schedule an appointment.

You need to accept the fact that it is beyond your control now - that there is an issue.
An issue that is affecting every single aspect of your life.
And you need to ask for help.

If you need me to call and make you an appointment or find you a counselor, I will.

I know exactly how you feel.
I've been there.

But I have pulled myself up and out and I cannot watch you drown.
I do not want to let you hit rock bottom, because I may be up and out, but I'm not strong enough to support the two of us, on my own.

I have my own issues to deal with.
I will push you along, I will listen, I will give you whatever you may need.

I just need you to take the first step in fixing your life.
It's the most difficult task you'll take on, but it's the most rewarding.