Antidepressants.
When you are put on antidepressants they warn you, they may make things worse. They also say at first things will go bad and then hopefully things will get better.
I've been experiencing one of my lowest lows that I've experienced ever. I'd like to explain the day that the worst of it so far happened.
So it was Friday 13th of October. Spooky. Quickly I'll say it started off good, I went to watch some slam poetry with my English class and then went home and later went to youth group.
To the main part. I got home and laid down on my bed and just started crying, I felt worthless and thought the world would be better off if I wasn't here. I am pretty open with my mum so I texted her to talk about it. We ended up talking.
Previously my doctor had said at times like this go to the hospital, we didn't. We decided to have a nurse friend come over as she knew what to do in this area.
I spoke to her and calmed down while my dad and his girlfriend came over and packed all the stuff in my room into boxes so I had nothing I could harm myself with in my room. That was actually super annoying as I was getting dressed this morning.
It was shitty. I did learn that I had people in my life that cared and that I'm itself made me feel better.
Remember you're never alone.
YOU ARE READING
{ Thinking Always }
Non-FictionI am the weird author. Sarah. So this book will be about me, not in a self centred way but I thought my stories about mental health might be interesting or helpful.
