Lone_bird
16-08-16, 16:58
I don't understand it. I've been feeling down since I was 10. I don't have a bad life. I didn't have a bad childhood. I don't understand why im depressed. Maybe that's why I'm afraid to ask for help? I personally get annoyed when people complain about their lives out loud. It seems to me like they're fishing for attention and I hate people like that. I don't want to be that person. I don't want to complain about my life when there are people who are actually struggling.
But deep down I am destroyed. I feel as if I reached a new low and I'm silently crying out for help. I thought maybe if I act differently around my mom she'll sense something is wrong and offer me her help but she hasn't picked up on it. I want help. I don't know what to do.
This isn't how I want to live.
But deep down I am destroyed. I feel as if I reached a new low and I'm silently crying out for help. I thought maybe if I act differently around my mom she'll sense something is wrong and offer me her help but she hasn't picked up on it. I want help. I don't know what to do.
This isn't how I want to live.