Losing it.

I have been so depressed since everything took place last Saturday.  The best I've been able to do is start taking my anti-depression meds.  I don't know where my head is.  Before everything happened I was content being alone, I was working on me and motivated.  I still don't feel like I need to be with someone but I feel so worthless yet again.  I can't find that drive that I had.  When I think of the future now, all I see is emptiness.  I know, I still plan on moving back home, I have resigned myself to being alone and it scares me.  I just feel like I'm existing.  I think what bothers me most was a man that said he loved me set out to hurt me and ruin me and in the process take everything I own with no remorse.