I Battle Depression

Do you ever just sit there wishing you where dead, but you know if you did something to ur self it would hurt ur loved ones more then it would hurt you. But you can't talk to them about it cause they don't see a reason why you are depressed they say suck it up cause it gets better but it never gets better.

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LithiumDrop

I spent two years exactly like that.

I haven't felt depressed for a few weeks now. It's AMAZING.

The foggy cloud that used to invade my life has finally been lifted.

It wasn't til I tried my third therapist that I felt improvement.

It wasn't til I found comfort in thit d therapist that I disclosed to my parents that I was seeing a therapist.

That lead to another convo. With sobs and all, I managed to tell them how miserable I felt about everything.

My dad tried to brush it off. He didn't understand. I really DONT have anything to be depressed about, and he reminded me.

But that fact didn't make my feelings any less valid. I knew how I felt.

Despite that, He'd ask my how I was feeling and he was constantly reminding me of the wonders this life has to offer.

It was anything but easy for me to tell them how I felt--and despite my father's first reaction to my attempt

It helped me. My parents helped me.