first confessions

I’m new to this website. As I was reading through some posts, I realized that many people are troubled just like me, and most have probably hid it from the surfaces of their lives and instead wrote it on here, anonymously. All I can say is that I am truly sorry for each and every one of those people. I can’t say that I know how you feel because every situation is different.

I’ve kept my story in the closet for three years now. No one has ever known what I went through. I’m not entirely sure I’m ready to come to terms with it all and admit everything that went wrong when I was 17. I’m not entirely sure that I’ll ever come to terms with it all. I’m still in my stage of denial.

Hopefully with this website, I can find an outlet of some sort: a place to put everything, the entire truth, on paper and let it all out. It’s bottling up, and I do not know how long I can take it. I’m too stuck in my damned pride. I suppose it’s my own fault.

I understand this is a useless post, but I figure practice makes perfect, and by starting out with something as simple as this, I may eventually be able to demolish my denial of my depression.

For now, I hope I can help everyone in every way possible. Because I know what it’s like to need that life-saving person.