I feel everyone expects too much out of me, the more I do the more that is expected of me. I can’t keep up anymore, so tired of being tired. I feel as though I am stand on the edge of a cliff ready to jump, everyday hanging by a thread. I can’t talk to no one about how I feel, always have to keep it locked inside, tell everyone I am fine. My son committed suicide 2/14/2012 it left me so broken inside. I feel it’s my only solution I have at the moment. I wish the people who say they care really did care instead of telling me what they think I want to hear. Today is Mothers day. my children didn’t even call I guess I expected them to and sat myself up to be let down again. I have a therapist but she isn’t interested in how I feel, help me through the struggles I am faced with. I have one true friend who is going to be deeply hurt tomorrow, she has always been there for me, I wish I could tell her how I feel but I can’t. I hope in small way she will understand. No one will remember all the good things I done in this life, they will remember how I silently just left this world. I know deep inside I feel I have reached the end of my rope.
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If you can choose your therapist, perhaps its time to find another one.