just looking for an ear to listen!
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2019 2:35 am
this is something very out of my comfort zone but i figured why not. this might be a little all over the place but bear with me. i experienced some trauma when i was younger so because of that, i’ve been struggling with depression and anxiety since 11 years old. (on a happy side note, i’m about to turn 20 on monday! go me!) ive always been the happy girl who was so confident and care free. because of the medication that i’m on, that’s somewhat true, but recently i’ve been feeling myself slowly worsen.
i’m definitely the strong friend. everyone comes to me for advice or to vent or to cry to and i love being that person for my friends! i used to be able to talk to 3 of my best friends about when i would slowly start slipping into my depressive state, but this past time i feel like i can’t talk to any of them. i know they're there for me, but they’re definitely struggling with their own problems and i don’t need to add onto that. i know they love me and care for me deeply but i can’t help but think that i’m annoying them when i go to them about the same old feelings i have. i just feel like i can’t talk to anyone so i resort to writing in my diary and crying myself to sleep. i’ve never had suicidal thoughts, but just thoughts of like i don’t want to wake up, you know? i wouldn’t ever go through with it. but honestly the thought that’s been floating around my head for the past week is, what’s the point anymore? i’m so tired of convincing myself that i’m happy and okay when i’m really not.
thank you to anyone who read <3
i’m definitely the strong friend. everyone comes to me for advice or to vent or to cry to and i love being that person for my friends! i used to be able to talk to 3 of my best friends about when i would slowly start slipping into my depressive state, but this past time i feel like i can’t talk to any of them. i know they're there for me, but they’re definitely struggling with their own problems and i don’t need to add onto that. i know they love me and care for me deeply but i can’t help but think that i’m annoying them when i go to them about the same old feelings i have. i just feel like i can’t talk to anyone so i resort to writing in my diary and crying myself to sleep. i’ve never had suicidal thoughts, but just thoughts of like i don’t want to wake up, you know? i wouldn’t ever go through with it. but honestly the thought that’s been floating around my head for the past week is, what’s the point anymore? i’m so tired of convincing myself that i’m happy and okay when i’m really not.
thank you to anyone who read <3