i think that it is very sad to see people going through these rough times in their life and i can relate because im one of them. my name is faith and this is my real story. my depression started when my parents put down my dog, they didnt realize how strong my connection with her was. after that my depression got worse and i resorted to cutting and trying to kill myself. i wasnt happy anymore i wasnt that happy little girl who loved life and would help everyone else before herself. the only part of that little girl that is still alive is i still help everyone else before myself and i give advice, protect, and care for everyone else before i do that for myself. it kills me to think im not that happy girl anymore and then shittiest thing about it is, i help everyone else around me and no one ever thought to help me. i put a fake smile on m face everday and act like everythings ok but in reality im dying inside and i need someone to realize this before im gone. its getting so hard for me to breath and i just want to end my pain end it all. i need someone to realize im not happy and i need help before it is too late. im just hoping that one day i wont have to live like this anymore and i will be that happy girl again. thats all i really want, is for someone too listen and care and for me to get the help i need. only problem with that is i dont trust anyone so i wouldnt tell anyone anything. i should go see a counsilor or some shit but im not gonna tell some stranger i just met about my feelings. so i guess im stuck in this depression forever always cutting myself and trying to figure out which way would be the best to kill myself. behind my fake smile is a story that no one will ever understand and people need to realize just because im breathing it doesnt mean im alive.
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Nobody can judge just how difficult something like that is and I hope anybody here can understand that. As you say you’re someone who helps out others, you must also know how much other people have on their plate. They’re not going to say no to helping you when you have trouble, but perhaps you need to actually reach out first. People are out there who care, they’re just not psychic. Look for friends and support and you will both.
This is exactly how I feel sometimes. But, the counciler, you get so used to telling them everything. Some are nice, some are just plain bitches. Mostly there awesome. They understand, listen, and care. We are kind of like councilers. We help you, and tell you where to get help. I care for you, SP cares for you, so your not alone.
Thanks for caring I’m gonna try and talk to someone about it
Thanks for helping I get that so I’m gonna try to get help but it takes courage which ill have to build up