1_21Guns
November 29th, 2009, 09:54 PM
Well, its my birthday today, 15.
Yet I don't care, I feel miserable. Probably because I know i'll end up breaking down later. Its the same old story every year. Plus my dad sent me a card with money in it, which shook me up, even my mum saw the shock and fear on my face as I read the card. It was signed 'love you and miss you, love dad xxxx' a shiver raced through my body as I read it. I told him to leave me alone. And you can all go 'but he's your dad' till the cows come home. I know he is, and I know why he's done it.
I've been depressed 7 years now. Everything I never thought i'd go through I went through. I just watched the news and saw another case of child suicide, just another number, I never had a clue i'd run the risk of being one of those numbers. I never thought i'd run the risk 3 times, 4 if you count the overdose on ibuprofen i took the other week. I never knew my dads abuse would kill me inside. I never thought it would stop me from having a boyfriend. I never knew my family would colapse around me. I never knew i'd ever have to decide if my parents would split. I NEVER thought i'd ever cut, it was something i'd prided myself in never doing despite my severe depression. but here i am. all of it happened. i did all of it. yet i'm still here. its gotta show something I guess.
I hate my birthday, I hate today. I'll hate this week. Its just a reminder that its another year i've felt like this, another year thats been wasted on feeling depressed.
Yet another year has passed, yet my feelings are just the same, if not worse. I keep hoping things will get better, but they never do.
Yet I don't care, I feel miserable. Probably because I know i'll end up breaking down later. Its the same old story every year. Plus my dad sent me a card with money in it, which shook me up, even my mum saw the shock and fear on my face as I read the card. It was signed 'love you and miss you, love dad xxxx' a shiver raced through my body as I read it. I told him to leave me alone. And you can all go 'but he's your dad' till the cows come home. I know he is, and I know why he's done it.
I've been depressed 7 years now. Everything I never thought i'd go through I went through. I just watched the news and saw another case of child suicide, just another number, I never had a clue i'd run the risk of being one of those numbers. I never thought i'd run the risk 3 times, 4 if you count the overdose on ibuprofen i took the other week. I never knew my dads abuse would kill me inside. I never thought it would stop me from having a boyfriend. I never knew my family would colapse around me. I never knew i'd ever have to decide if my parents would split. I NEVER thought i'd ever cut, it was something i'd prided myself in never doing despite my severe depression. but here i am. all of it happened. i did all of it. yet i'm still here. its gotta show something I guess.
I hate my birthday, I hate today. I'll hate this week. Its just a reminder that its another year i've felt like this, another year thats been wasted on feeling depressed.
Yet another year has passed, yet my feelings are just the same, if not worse. I keep hoping things will get better, but they never do.