There was a time in my life when I thought I knew what I was doing and where I was going. A time when I was strong. Independent. A time when I knew who I was, or at least thought I did. Not anymore. I'm clueless. I have no idea what I am supposed to be doing, where I am going or even who and what I am.

Depression sucks.

It sucks the life out of you. It sucks the life out of the ones you love and that love you. It shuts you off from the world.

I have no idea how I got here and what's worse is I have no idea how to get out. I have had to cry my heart out and beg for help assuring them I would be dead if I did not receive help. They help until they feel you can move on but you can't. You want to talk, you need to cry and vent and yell and scream. You want the pain to stop and go away, leave you forever with no chance of it returning. You want to hear yes, it happened and no, it was not your fault. You need and want someone that really understands. You want your sister back because she was the only one who knew and understood.

No one understands that.
 
   

 


 
 
uhohadaisy on
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*bear hugs you*

i know....i know

1tinkerbelle or uhohadaisy
bahamat on
Re: I don't know
It's ok

Although I don't have any direct answers, you can get out of it, when you find a new way to cope and a new cause to live for, and learn to care less about stuff that bothered you. For me it's using my own experiences of the bad times to (at least) try to help, so that nobody has to face that alone - that makes something good come out of bad experiences, and it gives me purpose + it must mean something in terms of people's feelings. If venting your feelings helps, go ahead, it needs dealing with somehow and nobody has the right to blame you for what you feel (you can't help that) - besides, if you didn't say it, you'd still have felt it, where's the sense in that? - it still exists even if you don't say it, but at least it might help if you do. By all means, say anything at all that might help, hold nothing back, nothing can hurt me, I've grown a thick skin. Sometimes I find the best thing I can do is just lay down + do nothing.
 
I admit that, until you see it for yourself in a person, you just don't know what somebody does/doesn't understand, so I'm not expecting your trust, because you don't know me and like a lot of people I don't know how much I don't know (if that makes sense).
Once whatever was bothering you doesn't matter to you anymore, that same feeling won't come back (not the same one anyway) - people don't suddenly start relying more on things that they didn't before, that can't happen, it goes one way only
DarkSalem on
Re: I don't know
Those are my feelings almost entirely. Except it's not my sister, it's an ex best friend. No words to describe how much it hurts. 

 
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