Dear Boo

🧡 Falling Apart 🧡

Trigger Warning!
The following topics will be discussed in the original letter, and response:

·self-harm ·

· depression ·
· low self-esteem ·
· parental neglect (emotional) ·

If any of these topics are triggering, please read with caution.
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Also, please note I am not a psychologist, so I can not diagnose anyone. I can only give my opinion based on personal experience.
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Dear Boo,

I'm glad to see you helping others in need. Lately, I've been having problems.

It all started maybe a year ago.

I think I suffer from depression. I mean, I'm sad all the time and it's all because of my parents and my looks.

Let me start from the beginning–

So, my parents had been ignoring me more and more than usual. I have always been sad because my parents love my little brother more than me. They're always giving him hugs, encouraging him, and it's the opposite with me.

They never hug me and are always telling me what I did wrong. Up to the point where I only come out of my room for meals and to use the bathroom.

But it's worse in my room!

Looking in the mirror I'm reminded of how ugly I am, and at night time I cry myself to sleep.

A month ago I started cutting myself on my right hip and left upper arm. It's been getting worse. I don't know if I'm really depressed, or if I'm just telling myself I am and I'm hurting myself because I think so.

I don't even think my friends care about me. Three of my closest friends and I were talking, I pulled up my sleeve and said, “how did I get a mosquito bite where I cut myself?”. They all froze and looked at me like I was some kind of monster. Then, my best friend (I think) I made a joke about it. She said, “I went to a therapist for making death jokes, and you don't get a therapist for cutting?”!

They all laughed and continued talking, and we never spoke about it again. That made me feel really bad.

I'm just so confused and sad. All day.

I just want to end my life. The only thing that's been stopping me is not being able to find anything to kill myself with.

Please tell me if my friends are real, and if I'm just overreacting by telling myself I'm depressed.

Thank you, and if you put this in your book – please keep me anonymous.

Signed,
Fizzy Bubbles*
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Dear Fizzy Bubbles*,

Hi dear, thank you for writing to me about some of the things you're going through. I know it's not easy to talk about these things with someone.

I want to start by going through your letter from beginning to end. You say everything started a year ago – did anything happen around that time?

The fact that your parents are neglecting you emotionally is very sad. I'm not sure of the age of you and your brother, but sometimes parents will show more affection towards younger siblings. However, that doesn't make it right. I do think parents should make sure all their children feel loved and supported by them.

They are in the wrong to constantly point out your downfalls. We all make mistakes – everyone – but having someone point them out and belittle us will only make things worse.