So I’ve been dealing with depression for awhile, and it’s been in different forms each time if that makes sense? Like meaning the way I see myself and others around me. Beginning in highschool and through it I had a rough time dealing with others, by my junior year I was into death metal and planning on getting a gun to kill everyone in school. Even now I’m not as shaken by that statement as I should be and that’s what lead me to my next part of depression. By my second year of college I was alone, sure I had family and friends who would see me, sometimes that is. But I was alone for the fact that I was still dealing with those thoughts but I was feeling horrible about them. Sure their thoughts but thoughts become actions whether we like it or not. I would also start having these visions or dreams about me killing myself or my family. It was bad so I had a plan since my uncle had cancer and my dad was so distracted by him I was thinking about just “sneaking out the back door” while my family is preoccupied I could die and they would have no time to mourn over me. My plan was to just get on a highway and wait for a semi truck going 65 miles per hour, and just run in front of it. It was perfect I wouldn’t truly be killing myself and it would be a complete mess so hopefully no one could identify the body. Now after being labeled a psychotic by my therapist at the time I was rushed to pyschward which was probably the worse place ever. Getting out of that place was great, but now I’m stuck taking meds that if I get off my body will uncontrollable ache and shake, or I will get this surreal feeling or feel like an out of body experience with myself every so often. But even then taking these meds I get this uncontrollable weight in my stomach, where I am loathing and wish that I could just finally die and be rid of this meaningless life I was given.
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Sounds like you’ve been through a lot. And I don’t know if anyone has ever said this to you but: well done. Well done on NOT acting on your desires to gun down everyone. Maybe people just judged your thoughts, but I’m judging your actions and the fact is, you did the right thing, so that deserves some affirmation.
It sounds like your therapist isn’t really helping you, any chance you can see a different one? I guess not if you’ve already been committed… but it’s important that you know you have a choice, you have the power to control your impulses, and you made the right choice. So I’m inclined to believe you are, or can be, a good person.