I don't think I'm normal, in more than the obvious sense. Take for instance the supposed fact that crying is supposed to make you feel better. Crying makes me feel worse, always. Every single time. I have been crying a lot.
Also, "time heals all wounds." Not for me. I have been growing steadily worse in my depression since I realized it in the 7th grade. I'm a freshmen in college now.
"It helps to talk." I usually end up pissed or unable to open up more. I have been in therapy since 10th grade.
I wish at least one of these things were true for me. Instead, I have just been worsening. I talk to my parents, and feel worse. I cry and feel worse. I sit through my classes and hate them, and feel worse. I try to meet people, and I am ignored, and feel worse.
How much worse can I get? If I can't get better, we all know how this could end up. Not that anyone other than my family would care. I'm just a statistic to the rest of the world. No one like statistics.
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