I called a suicide hotline, but didn't have the guts to stay on very long. It kind of freaked me out.
I've been incredibly stressed because I have a doctors appointment in a few hours. This appointment will be the one where I'm diagnosed and given meds. They've already said I will receive meds, but for what, that's what this will determine. I'm scared, worried.
Also, because I have this appointment, I am missing the math final at school. Which means, I'll have to take it on Tuesday.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
Hey im so sorry that your struggling so much. I can tell that you want help its just that you are scared and dont know what to do and how to go about getting help. Almost like you dont quite know what to say and how to say it to someone proffessional. Its hard i know but its better to tell someone how your feeling. We cant make you speak to someone but i dont like to hear you struggling and unless you speak to someone things will continue to go round in circles. Please reach out and get help. I'm here if you need to talk.
How do you feel about the diagnosis and the meds? I know when your struggling it can be hard to reach out to help from people in life but it is really important that you keep reaching out to them so they can work with you to get through this.
"Recovery is something that you have to work
on every single day and it's
something that doesn't
get a day off."
I feel alright about the meds. I'm mostly just nervous that they won't work.
I haven't been clicking with my current therapist, so I think I'm going to ask for a different one. I'm not sure.
Along with severe depression, they also said I had manic tendencies, or something like that.
I'm so tired...sorry if this isn't a good reply haha
Not sure what plans are for the weekend. It's been raining constantly, and flooding is expected. I mean, at least it's a change in weather.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
Doc told me meds would make it worse before it got better.
I am definitely feeling it
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
I'm on half a tablet of fluoxetine a day,(increase to full tablet on day six) and he said sometimes it can make things worse before it gets better and that I just have to be careful during this time. I'm feeling really low.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
I'm pretty sure I can stay safe. I guess I'm just confused because they didn't explain much to me before giving my mom the meds. Both of my parents know that it's supposed to get worse. I'm a little confused at to why they would give me medication that will make it worse when I'm feeling like this already??
I don't know. I sound silly.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
He wasn't the usual psychiatrist at the place I go to, so maybe that was a problem. He was filling in, but he was certainly qualified. He made it sound like the side effects were so normal.
The pharmacy didn't give me anything on it either. Probably because it's the most common antidepressent and it's been around forever.
I'll try and bring it up with my mom, but it's a very uncomfortable subject for me.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
I suppose I could do that, yes. I do find it odd that they did not give us any information....
I guess I'm afraid that they'll tell me it's nothing, not a big deal, and I'll look stupid.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
I'll talk to my mom tonight. I think I'll just say "How much longer until it kicks in?" That will definitely spark a conversation about it without me feeling too weird about it.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
My parents yelled at me for a shirt I'm wearing. It's a tank top, not a big deal. Does anyone have any advice on how to get them to calm down about it?
I got extremely sunburned, and I wore this shirt because it doesn't rub the sunburn, and it makes me feel nice, because it is a bit showy and tight, but not overboard. It's also the last day of school. I don't want to go home to face my father. He'll yell at me. I'm quite red from the burn still.
It may seem silly, but it's dragging my mood down, rapidly. I felt good about this shirt, and now I feel gross in it. Too fat.
I want to leave.
We want it, we want, we want a reason to live. We need it, we need, we need more than this. Going through this life, looking for angels. People passing by, looking for angels. Walking down the streets, looking for angels. Everyone I meet, looking for angels.
