Since the last story I wrote I have went back into a state of depression. I have been here once before but this time is different. Instead of feeling sadness all the time I feel anger. I prefer to be alone but when i'm not I get mad and snap easily. I know what started it back up but I don't understand why I am so angry. Let me tell you everything that has happened recently. My step dad was caught cheating on my mom.. again. They finally split up and life was getting good. Then she started sneaking around with him and eventually told me she wanted to get back with him. I just turned 18 and this set me off. I left walking so I could calm down and not snap on her. She followed me in the truck and cussed me out telling me to get in.... [Read More]
Tags: Depression, HelpIt started at a young age when she knew something was wrong with her. It was hard in the beginning the way he looked at her the way he touched her.Everything seemed to fade into black as she tasted the salty tears that fell from her eyes.She was scared at first that first time changed her. It's like living in a dark whole in your mind you don't want to be you anymore you want to hide in the tears that fall from your eyes you want to run but there's never a place to hide. So you sit there and fade into the eyes of the monster as he takes your screams as a invite to invaid your soul. Your cries go unheard your words go unspoken as you lay and watch every hope and dream go out the room. You look in the mirror at this broken girl... [Read More]
Tags: Rape, Hate, Depression, Death, Sad, Self Harm, BloodI’m a survivor of depression - I’ve just come out of what I call a dark tunnel - so why did my depression start????? Well let me rewind my life........I grew up with my mum, dad and younger sister plus a really close family who were nan, grandad, aunties, uncles and cousins, we spent lots of time at my grandparents house, it was like a base for the whole family. My mum worked in a nursing home of which I remember her working some night shifts and me and my sister would go with my dad to pick my mum up about 7.30am then go home for breakfast and to get ready for school, my dad had his own butchers shop, then when I was about 8 years old my mum started childminding this gave her the chance to work as well as be there for me and my sister.... [Read More]
Tags: Depression"Hi dear, how are you Melanie I can't deliver everything that we talked I can't make this work. I try not getting any better. I am not want to waste more of your time. You are a wonderful person Sofia. you will find a better person than myself I know and also I am sick. I wish good luck. You will be in my heart always. " How will you answer a letter like this? How will you suppose to answer of something you feel that it's not him but its his depression talking. I met Joe in one of the paid dating app. The dating app was exclusively for Catholic people who wants to meet their love one with same religion. I met him in time that I was not looking for love. Silly saying, but I lift all to God and wait for what he want to give... [Read More]
Tags: Depression, Love Hurts, Love StoriesSo, My story starts here, just started yr 11, started talking to this gir, after a few years finally had the courage to talk to her, anyways as the days went on we went from friends to best friends we just call and text nothing to big. As the days went on I started falling in love with her more and more, it as unrealistic, but the thing that keeps destroying me is... she likes the person who used to be my BEST MATE, we stopped talking in year 8 no reason why, just did, anyways she cares about him so much and I see why, the way she looks at him, the way she talks about him, but he broke her heart which gets to me a lot. I really want to say something but I'm too scared to, it'll be weird for us then. It kills my heart... [Read More]
Tags: Depression, Sad, Feelings, Suicidal, Suffering, True StoryOkay! I'm here to tell all the truth about my life cause yeah why not sometimes we just have to say what we feel, expressing our emotions. Some people do it with music,others rite in they're notebooks,or there is lucky people who talk to they're best friend and get help and support, but people like me.. or probably you dear reader. People like us who doesn't show what they feel and sometimes go into selfharming.. But tell to yourself that even these lucky people with a good friend,when they tell a story they always change some points to make it better.. Anyway I choose this way to express myself. Let's beginning by the fact that I got a bad relation with my dad,even if I was young I understood that he just wanted to play but I wasn't enjoying his game and at the and of every game I was... [Read More]
Tags: Life Story, Depression, Death"What are you doing!?" Josh was my sister's friend. He was new to the school his sophomore year and he was now a senior. I was a sophomore. I met Josh a few months prior at my sister's birthday party. I didn't talk to him much and there were many girls swooning over him since he was very attractive. I already knew I had no chance so I didn't even entertain the idea that he might notice me. It was October, not far from Halloween. I was in shoprite looking for cookies and other snacks for a movie night my sister and I were planning since my dad would be leaving us alone for the night. I heard someone behind me say in a fake deep voice "what are you doing!?" I quickly turned around to see Josh smiling at me. For a second I was confused until I realized... [Read More]
Tags: Remember, Relationship, Depression, DeathI can't understand why we're so board. she's looking at me with eager eyes on a Friday night. Her ex boyfriend is still living with her. Im guessing Jess wants to leave for the night. I ask her do you want to take a ride? With a pouting face Jess says no. She asks me if I can get into a bar or buy any alcohol? With a big grin yeah lets go...but first i need to make a call. I picked up the phone and it stated to ring the i.d. said holtman. I thought to myself..its been a long time since I herd from him. Hello. hey bud I was just thinking you might want to have a drink with me. Why you having a party? Well its just all the guys. I look at Jess and ask her if she wants to hang with me at a... [Read More]
Tags: DepressionDuring my first year of high school I had befriended a young, beautiful girl named Alexis. She was one of those friends that I just immediately clicked with. She had short black hair that was constantly straight, always brushing her chin when she turned her head. Her eyes were the most brilliant shade of blue with what seemed to be purple hidden in her light irises, and her skin was a soft white ivory. Over all her appearance made all the boys at our school swoon for her. She was an honor student, always maintaining a 4.0 and she had the most amazing personality. She had the ability to always appear happy and confident, and always willing to help anyone who needed it. But notice I said appear happy, really she was hiding a dark secret. My sweet, beautiful friend had been suffering from manic depression most of her life... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Depression, Grief, Pain, Sorrow, Love, HeartbreakI´m not perfect. Nor will I ever be. I can get as close as I possibly can, though. I tried and I tried over and over and over again to make myself as perfect as I possibly could. It would never work. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her name was Homura. She wasn´t the best looking, nor was she the most popular or smartest. All she had was her smile, which hid deep sadness that could drown an ocean if it was let out. She slowly walked around the city, not quite sure of where she was going or what she was doing. After stopping, she looked around a bit. She sniffed and thought to herself, ´mmm....smells like butterscotch pie...´ She smiled a bit as she walked toward the amazing smell. She ended up at a small and cute yet suspicious-looking stand that had a couple small pieces of pie sitting out. She looked... [Read More]
Tags: Depression, Sadness, Happiness, Heartache