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mikey · 19-04-2010, 10:37 PM

About the way I look.
About what my current lifestyle is doing to my body
About work (which is a big problem as I have finals in a month)
About “living”, because that doesn’t exist. There is no joy at all. Nothing.

This is so, so bleak. I can’t explain in words how I’m feeling. I have serious thoughts of suicide, because this is never going to be right. I have struggled for 7 years, and there are people on here many years older than me who are still struggling. I just cannot do it that long. I simply cannot face what my future holds.

I have to see the doctor again on Wednesday, and somehow have to tell her that for unknown reasons which I cannot even come up with myself, I haven’t taken a single one of those antidepressants.

So laugh. Call me a fucking idiot who doesn’t take her own advice. I don’t care anymore.

19-04-2010, 10:37 PM	#1
mikey I'm a girl Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: UK I am currently:	I've stopped caring About the way I look. About what my current lifestyle is doing to my body About work (which is a big problem as I have finals in a month) About “living”, because that doesn’t exist. There is no joy at all. Nothing. This is so, so bleak. I can’t explain in words how I’m feeling. I have serious thoughts of suicide, because this is never going to be right. I have struggled for 7 years, and there are people on here many years older than me who are still struggling. I just cannot do it that long. I simply cannot face what my future holds. I have to see the doctor again on Wednesday, and somehow have to tell her that for unknown reasons which I cannot even come up with myself, I haven’t taken a single one of those antidepressants. So laugh. Call me a fucking idiot who doesn’t take her own advice. I don’t care anymore.
	There are, it has been said, two types of people in the world. There are those who, when presented with a glass that is exactly half full, say: 'This glass is half full'. And then there are those who say: 'This glass is half empty'. The world belongs, however, to those who can look at the glass and say: 'What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass! Terry Pratchett