Basically, I'm very, very upset/depressed/lonely right now, and I do believe that it is my own fault. I go from one horrible relationship where I'm treated like an object of no worth, to another where I kid myself that I mean something. I don't. They always remind me.
School is just the last thing on my mind right now when it should be the first, I've just started some of the most important exams I will ever do in my life, I should be studing SO HARD right now.
But all I want to do it curl up and cry so hard. I just want someone who gives a damn, someone who'll tell me that everything's going to be alright...that they CARE.
I'm so lonely in this world, my friends are moving on, I'm stuck in a rutt with nothing left to give...
I feel like there's no one who wants to listen, but I KNOW people care and that they want to help, it's a very contradictory feeling which drives me insane! :/
I'm scared to tell people because I don't want them to feel guilt or any sort of burden from me... and, I'm scared they'll turn away.
As for the shrinks? I'm just trying to get out of therapy! It's the loneliest place in the world.
Hell by this time next year I'm pretty damn sure that my parents will be seperated, where does that leave me and my sisters? Where does it leave any of us?
I feel like my world is moving so rapidly yet so slowly at the same time. I do things, stupid things to snatch the feeling of be wanted for just a moment, I get myself in terrible situations and I only have myself to blame.
All the time this burden on my shoulders gets heavier, and my medication pile grows larger.
I just want out.
I want someone to hear me, and help.
I want to help others too.. but what use can I be like this?
"And when they met..the angels whispered.. perfect."
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I wanna save the world so bad,I wanna see it shine with happiness,I don't want war,I don't want death,I don't want evil,I don't want anyone to live in fear,I see my perfect world before me....then I wake up........
-My inner soul
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Im not gonna pretend that I know what your going though and can help you reach the light at the end of the tunnel but hopefully youll remember that there IS a light out there, how you get to it, I sadly have no idea.
I just hope its much easier to find now that you remember that an end to this war is out there. When you know that in the end you will either win or lose. But whatever the outcome, the war will be over. I feel that right now your perception of the future is burred and this makes it near impossible to see that light. You start to think that theres no such thing as, winning and why bother fighting if you already know the outcome? Gradually any hope you previously had gets torn from you and without hope, its difficult to see a future or a reason to fight.
At the moment Im guessing that youre feeling, sad, empty, miserable and everywhere you look all you find is pain and nothingness at once.
"You might wake at 4, 5, maybe 6am, feeling as though you had only just fallen asleep. If you didnt have to be somewhere, you could lie in bed for another 3 hours...too tired, too miserable and pathetic to crawl out of your bed.
Or maybe you will sleep until 1pm, because its so much easier to sleep through most of the day than actually live it, and youre so unbelievably tired anyway. You will push through the day, knowing that every hour will be a struggle and not knowing how you will feel tomorrow.
People will ask what is wrong, and you will simply smile and say 'nothing, I'm just tired.' Yes you are tired. You are so tired of drifting through every day, with no will to actually live. But you simply smile, and they'll believe you. Its so much easier to lie anyway, and most of the time you can push away the guilt.
Sometimes you might find a way out, temporary as it may be. You might write or draw or sing. Or you might cut, burn, binge, purge, drink, starve, scratch, pull, overdose...anything to take your mind away from the utter misery it seems to be so obsessed with.
You will still spend your night alone, sitting and staring at nothing, completing mindless tasks as if they have some importance, as if you are really there.
Be careful where you let your mind wander. Night time is the darkest time in depression. That's when all the demons come out, when you become weaker. No one will understand because they will have destroyed any self esteem you might have had, so you'll be too scared to ask for the help you need. You just go on, hoping someone will notice your . Dont worry, it wont always be so bad. Some days you might even feel stable. You might walk tall for one day, feeling a glint of hope that maybe one day things will get better, that things are getting better and you have the strength to fight. Then one small thing will go wrong, and youll fall apart all over again. You feel stupid for even considering that things could get better.
Have you ever felt as though your whole body could just crumble any minute? Just crumble and fall apart, like its lost anything it had holding it together. That raw fragility. It feels as though the smallest disruption in our life, or in your head, or in the world, could send everything spiralling downwards. And it can. The tiniest mistake can cause you to hate yourself more than you could possibly imagine. The smallest crack in your world can make it all seem pointless.
Any resources you once had have been seemingly destroyed. Any strength or courage you kept stored away for emergencies. So if the tiniest little storm hits, you are left to trying to survive the ravages of a cyclone without a life boat. It wears you down and even the smallest crack can seem like an earthquake and every minute is spent waiting for the next shake. And then one day, you will find yourself curled up on your bedroom floor, sobbing, because you cant find anything to wear. Every little thing is just somehow more proof of how worthless you are.
Eventually, you begin to expect it. You anticipate the bad times, because you know the good times are just fooling you. And they are filled with fear and anxiety over when everything will come crashing down again. You are always waiting for the next breakdown. Youve become so accustomed to feeling miserable, that happiness is a foreign feeling that you wont even let yourself experience. You dont deserve it. So you become numb, which at times, is worse than the full-blown screaming and crying episodes. You find yourself begging to hurt again, because any feeling is better than feeling nothing at all."
^ I never wrote the above in speech marks, but I hopefully the words might understand what you're going through and be able to relate better than I ever could. But I just want you to remember that you are a creative, humorous, confident and determined genius no matter what anyone tells you - I know that's gonna be hard as it's always frustratingly easier to remember and believe the insults than the compliments.
And so am i <3
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