i’m new here and i will get straight to the point: i suffer from depression that is killing me, i feel so insecure, so doubtfull of myself and i sometimes hate myself for who i am and i’m afraid what will become of me. i just have this feeling and i just can’t turn it around. i have been bullied at class, and i’ve got no friends in my class. they all think i’m weird because i listen to heavy metal music and R&B music together. i don’t like hiphop and that kinda crap and that’s why people in my class think i’m weird cause i listen to a different kind of music. and just because i have autism i don’t really know what to say or answer back. it’s just killin’ me, i don’t know what to do in my life when i grow up and because of the bullying i become more depressed and doubtfull of myself, i just can’t take it anymore, i shouldn’t even be on this earth. that’s why considered suicide multiple times. and now i know i should do it and just rid myself from this world
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I know what you mean. I listen to those kinds of music too. But I don’t choose my enemies because of the clothes they wear or the pretentious bands they like. I think it’s cool that you like a diverse range of music.
yeah, i try to be different, but now it has escalated, at first i didn’t care but now i have become more doubtfull
Don’t be doubtful. When you leave school the same people will be jealous of you because everyone wants to be unique.
thanks for the advice man, but there is nothing i can do to make myself stronger. the damage is done and i’m only 15.
Thats not true at all. When you’re young your just all over the place but as you get older it becomes easier with experience because you develop coping strategies.
could be, but with the autism i have everything in my brain works slower
There are drugs like Ritalin that might be able to bring about improvement. To this day I don’t know what happened to me. I was so quick and creative. The people on here would have just loved me because I had the ability to makethem feel so special. Every word or sentence would tick over in my mind and I was just really gifted. I have never been able to explain how I lost that. Years of being trapped in a mental prison has taken it’s toll. I was just really exciting to be around when I was in the mood to express myself. I was probably depressed 3 days out of 7. Now it’s 7 out of 7.
i will remember that, thanks. appreciated