Yesterday I was arguing with myself because I was looking for a stapler and I couldn't find one. But instead I found a hole bunch of bottles of pills. Instead of doing anything about my thoughts I kept saying to myself stay away I'm better than that your staying a live for your friends and for some of my family members thst care for me. My friends are amazing and I wasn't depressed. (I was in dinial about being depressed). I just wished I was happy. I don't have such evil thoughts as I did yesterday. I wish my family up here wasn't so bad. That I wouldn't have to worry about saying goodbye to all of my friends that I have made in these past few years. I hope that I will atleast be able to come out here. In the summer for a week and do nothing but hangout with my friends and go home when it's dark. I hope that I will be able to keep in contact with all of you guys. (When I thought I was moving and gave up on that).
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depression stories
ПоэзияA little bit about me is that I know what it's like to have depression, but not a lot of people really knew that. I never really told anyone anything and just know that your not alone. If you ever need someone to talk to I've helped out so many peop...
