So, yesterday I had a long chat with my mom, I told her everything that has happened except of the dead butterflies (cuts), we both cried. I told her that I had suicidal thoughts every night, she told me that it was a progress, she didn't knew that I am depressed. She says that the colors that I wear reflect what I feel inside (I wear black). Today we talked again and she told me that she was about to make 3 decisions: 1.- that I go and talk with Andrea's shrink, 2.- The I go with a psychiatrist, to see if there is something chemical going on inside me, I think that he'll just give me pills and that's it. 3.- She wants to move, yeah, like house.
She said that she wanted my "approval", I said 1.- yes, 2,- yes, 3.- yes., so I don't know what she is really going to do. I do want the 3 of them, but ok, whatever comes I hope is better than now...
I discovered something: my mom was depressed when I was like 4, she didn't want to be no longer with my dad. So she divorced him a YEAR later! I, personally would've divorced him a lot sooner.
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Broken But Not Broken (COMPLETE)
Não FicçãoOk, so everything that you read actually happened, so if you want to keep reading its your choice, WARNING: Sometimes I feel that my depression doesn't make sense, please, if you relate to this story, or you start feeling worse STOP READING! UPDA...
