ItsJustSomeone
February 18th, 2019, 07:48 PM
I’ve been depressed since... last August, perhaps. It started when someone important left my life (they weren’t a great influence to begin with, but I was very attached to them). I thought I would be okay after that. I was not. It got worse during the holidays— by that point, I was suicidal. I still am sometimes. It’s usually not as bad as it used to be. This weekend, the thoughts hit me pretty hard. I’ve been going to therapy, but it doesn’t seem to help.
I know I should consider medication at this point— but I really don’t want to. I’ve heard the side effects. I don’t want them. I wasn’t always depressed, this isn’t who I am. I’m afraid I’ll never find myself again. I’m losing hope in the idea of ever going back to my old life. I’m afraid my pain will last forever. I don’t want to live this way. I don’t want to die, but I don’t want to live this way.
I’ve lost interest in art, which I used to love. I lost all my friends. I want new ones but it’s too hard to try to maintain friendships at this point. Plus, most people think I’m weird. So, it isn’t worth trying. I have good grades. I used to want to go to college. Now, I don’t know what the future awaits me. I feel useless. I don’t think I can amount to much of anything. I just feel so ugly and unwanted. And I hate living with these thoughts every day. I want my old self back. But, I’m not sure where I can even begin to find the courage to believe anything will get better. Because it hasn’t.
I know I should consider medication at this point— but I really don’t want to. I’ve heard the side effects. I don’t want them. I wasn’t always depressed, this isn’t who I am. I’m afraid I’ll never find myself again. I’m losing hope in the idea of ever going back to my old life. I’m afraid my pain will last forever. I don’t want to live this way. I don’t want to die, but I don’t want to live this way.
I’ve lost interest in art, which I used to love. I lost all my friends. I want new ones but it’s too hard to try to maintain friendships at this point. Plus, most people think I’m weird. So, it isn’t worth trying. I have good grades. I used to want to go to college. Now, I don’t know what the future awaits me. I feel useless. I don’t think I can amount to much of anything. I just feel so ugly and unwanted. And I hate living with these thoughts every day. I want my old self back. But, I’m not sure where I can even begin to find the courage to believe anything will get better. Because it hasn’t.