Someone is fighting by my side against my depression, which is as solid as it is hollow.

So today, I was helped by other. My mother encountered the mother of a kid in my grade who had been in an emotional turmoil, like me, and recommended to us their therapist. I went there today. The therapist allowed me to stand on my feet, and she allowed me respect which is a possession that the education system of my country teaches you to bury in filth.
She gives me relief. She works to establish my peace of mind. That is a greatly needed help.