Uncontrollable crying, not wanting to get out of bed and go to school, and feelings of worthlessness. You, more sensitive than ever about being “left out” and the mercurial slights that characterize preteen girlhood.
You couldn't sleep, and lack of appetite had you losing such a significant amount of weight that you feared you would end up in the hospital. You forced yourself to eat and eventually gained back the weight, and later an appetite.
Everything seemed to go wrong at the same time. Your life was falling apart. After school or work you'd come home watch TV and cry. Or sit in your dark basement wondering what you did to make you deserve this life.
"Fine" is the biggest lie you tell, you tell it so often that everyone seems to believe you.
Well I don't. I do not believe that you are fine. I can see it in your eyes, they're screaming for help. I can tell by the way you are around people. Your nervous, don't really want to be there, uncomfortable because your self conscious about being too fat or too skinny or whatever it is. You judge yourself to everyone around you.
Seems like I know a lot about what your going through huh? I do know a lot. Because I hate it. Absolutely hate it. I get upset every time I hear about it.
And I'm going to help you. Ill be here every step of the way.
First. Get all that crap out of your head. Your not worthless, your not fat, your not ugly, your not a messup. You are here for a reason, a good reason at that. Your perfect the way you are. Your beautiful.
Second. Dont talk about yourself to yourself. Don't say your ugly or fat or worthless, because what you say you believe. That is the reason your depressed. It all started out by you telling yourself things that aren't true.
Third. Keep yourself occupied by doing a sport or joining a club. Do not go home and sit on the couch and cry. Do not go home and serf the web to make yourself even more sad. Instead do things.
Fourth. Find a friend who understands you. Talk to them, ask them for advice, just have a fun conversation to keep your mind off things.
Fifth. (Last one) if your depression gets any worse I suggest seeing a phsistion or doctor that can help you out. It will save you. I promise.
So I have a friend, she was depressed. I helped her out quite a bit. She's not depressed anymore because I helped her. I gave her someone to talk to, I told her she was beautiful(because she is) and she joined a sport with me.
YOU ARE READING
I do understand
Randomno, I have not gone through everything you have, but yes I do understand.