anja
05-10-2009, 03:59 PM
I never thought i would live to see myself turn twenty, its my birthday in about a month and i don't think im going to do anything drastic anytime soon. Its good right?
I definitely thought so...
I got help when i needed it and i got better, but the really damaging thing about depression seems to be that it wont ever really go away. It sits on the back burner and waits for you to show a weakness or a soft spot.
Now with me...i took my medication for a while, but after about a year i got sick of it! I didnt want to roam around my school and my friends and be like a zombie, emotionless and bland. so i got off of it, my mind set was that "I can do it, I don't need pills, all i need is my spirit and my family"
Everything went good for a while, i got my friends back i was good with my family, we weren't perfect but we were good. :)
we moved here when i was 8, we left all our family behind there. Now when i have the chance to go back and live there again im starting to question why i even worked so hard to make friends and survive here when all that's gonna happen is im going to lose it all.
i have been thinking about killing myself alot lately, and i feel like i have noone to talk to about it. I dont think my friends would really understand and my mom...well she is my back bone but she is going through her own rough patch right now.
I don't want to kill myself when my mom is having a bad time...but i don't feel like i can live anymore. I just wish i wasn't here. I wish my family didn't care about me, i wish i had a gun...i just wish i was dead.
I definitely thought so...
I got help when i needed it and i got better, but the really damaging thing about depression seems to be that it wont ever really go away. It sits on the back burner and waits for you to show a weakness or a soft spot.
Now with me...i took my medication for a while, but after about a year i got sick of it! I didnt want to roam around my school and my friends and be like a zombie, emotionless and bland. so i got off of it, my mind set was that "I can do it, I don't need pills, all i need is my spirit and my family"
Everything went good for a while, i got my friends back i was good with my family, we weren't perfect but we were good. :)
we moved here when i was 8, we left all our family behind there. Now when i have the chance to go back and live there again im starting to question why i even worked so hard to make friends and survive here when all that's gonna happen is im going to lose it all.
i have been thinking about killing myself alot lately, and i feel like i have noone to talk to about it. I dont think my friends would really understand and my mom...well she is my back bone but she is going through her own rough patch right now.
I don't want to kill myself when my mom is having a bad time...but i don't feel like i can live anymore. I just wish i wasn't here. I wish my family didn't care about me, i wish i had a gun...i just wish i was dead.