Ive lived and never going back

Telling someone you like them when a year pass by. I just wanted to see if he trusts me enough in order for me to tell him how I feel, but I waited too long. Waited for the last minute. I don't even know if we're even best friends anymore. What have I've done wrong?

Rough

I'm sitting in my bed (which I usually don't do) I've realized that I have depression. Everyone gets on my nerves and I lost interest in any hobby I used to do. I don't feel like myself half the time. I've had it longer enough that I actually started to believed that my happiness was real, but I thought wrong. I actually got worse. Everyday I put on my fake smile, but no one knows that its fake.