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This is incredibly difficult for me. Things right now are really tearing me apart. I don't know what to do. I hate this. I hate dealing with everything and having to be the sane one and the one that takes care of everyone else and their problems. I wish I could just fall apart like I so desperately need to. I wish someone else could take care of me for a change. I'm so exhausted. I'm burnt out and I'm so tired of taking care of everything for everyone. I'm tired of always being there for everyone, and then having no one to turn to when I need them, and constantly feeling like a burden when I need something. I'm so sick and tired of always being everyone's punching bag. I don't know what to do. I can't handle this anymore. I need someone to be there for me without making me feel like shit for needing something. I'm so tired of always being understanding when no one will listen to me or help me when I need them. I'm tired of "it's fine. I know you're busy" and "no worries. I know you have a lot going on right now. It's ok you aren't available" and "I understand. you don't have to listen or anything. I'll be fine." Except, I'm not fine. I'm falling apart. I'm crumbling inside. I need someone to be there for me. I need someone to listen. I need someone to help me. I'm being crushed under the weight of everything I'm dealing with and I'm gonna fall apart and not be able to pull myself back together. I cannot handle this by myself. I really need help.
I know it isn't fair for me to ask you to be there for me. I know you have a lot going on yourself, and it's not easy for you to deal with. I know you are struggling with your own problems and anxieties and it's not easy to handle. I know this...I just really need you. I don't have anyone else to turn to. I need you to be there for me and listen and support me. I wish I didn't have to burden you with this, but I'm out of options. I can't do this alone anymore. I'm falling apart. I seriously feel like I'm gonna have a mental breakdown.
I know it isn't fair for me to ask you to be there for me. I know you have a lot going on yourself, and it's not easy for you to deal with. I know you are struggling with your own problems and anxieties and it's not easy to handle. I know this...I just really need you. I don't have anyone else to turn to. I need you to be there for me and listen and support me. I wish I didn't have to burden you with this, but I'm out of options. I can't do this alone anymore. I'm falling apart. I seriously feel like I'm gonna have a mental breakdown.
Stigma
I've been given a real and personal view of just how bad the stigma about mental illness, and getting help for it, is. I have struggled with depression for a very long time, and suicidal thoughts come and go quite often. About 6 months ago is when I started getting real help, talking to my doctor, and taking medication. If anyone saw me take my meds, they'd ask what they were for, then quickly change the subject and avoid talking about it once I told them I have Major Depression. They acted like it was a bad thing to talk about and something that shouldn't be discussed at all. Then last week I went to a psychiatric hospital for 6 days. I didn
Tonight
This really hurts. It's really not fair. You promised...multiple times!! Last time, when you had to leave at 6, you promised me that we'd hang out Friday and you'd stay late. You promised. And then I had the worst week I've had in a really long time. Unbelievably depressed and suicidal to the point that I nearly killed myself. And I really needed time with you. And you kept reminding me that we'd be together on Friday. Then mom said that we couldn't do anything on Friday, so I had to twist her arm to get her to let us have the evening together. She didn't want to, but I pushed her because I really needed it. Then I get a text from you saying
Death
Have you ever been suicidal? Ever thought about how you'd kill yourself if you ever did? Have you ever thought about that? When I was little, like 6ish, I decided that I wanted to die from cancer...sooner rather than later. Then I thought for a while when I was about 10 that I'd like to be shot in the head by someone breaking into our house. Then when I was 13 I wanted to shove a kitchen knife in my chest. And then when I was about 16 I thought I'd like to shoot myself. Then at about 19 I decided that if I ever did kill myself, I'd take way too many pills...the whole medicine cabinet...and go to sleep. I still think about it sometimes. It see
Suicide
Laying here. Depression consuming me. I think longingly about falling asleep and never waking up. Taking way too many pills and going to sleep forever. I think longingly about ending this pain and never having to deal with this wretched life again. I think longingly, but I'm not desperate enough. Not yet. And even when I'm on the verge of ending my life, I already know I will not go through with it. You made me promise that if I was ever desperate enough, I'd tell you, so we could die together. Thank you for not saying you'd try to stop me. But I could never do that to you. I love you too much to cut your life short just because I don't want
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