I know that those silly tests about depression on the Internet don’t count as an actual diagnosis, but I still take them every once in a while. I used to get results saying that I was just feeling a bit sad; more recently, I’ve been getting one concerning answer: I’m severely depressed. My most recent school year was extremely stressful, and there were times at which I couldn’t handle it. I just wanted to give up and throw my life away, especially when my final grades didn’t even end up as I wanted them. I think all of that stress and failure really took a toll on my already-screwed-up mental state. Even before that year, I used to contemplate suicide; thanks to all of the misery I was forced to endure, my desire to die has grown immensely. It’s not like I was bullied or anything, though. I just took on much more than I should have, and I ended the year with undesirable results. That would be fine if I had a normal mind, but I’ve been cursed with perfectionism. I constantly analyze my performance, and I’ve always felt that I’m never good enough, even when I still had a 4.0 GPA. Now that my GPA has slipped, I feel like a worthless human being. I know that such thoughts are irrational, but I can’t stop myself from thinking that way. I’ve completely lost my motivation to live because I feel as though I’ll never accomplish anything. To make matters worse, my mother is constantly complaining about money now, and she keeps mentioning the fact that I never do anything nice for her. She makes me feel like an awful daughter and a major financial burden, and I feel like her life would be better without me. My dad has been getting angry with me a lot, and my brother could probably have more nice things if I wasn’t around, so I feel as though their lives would improve with my disappearance, too. And none of my “friends” really seem to care about me; they don’t even know about my miserable mental state. My parents don’t know, either. I’m hiding it from everyone because I don’t want to be even more of an annoyance than I already am. Yet even with all of these thoughts in mind, I still can’t manage to kill myself. I had the opportunity today; I was left home alone, so I decided I would fall from the second-floor balcony of my parents’ room and try to land on my head. I was standing on the railing and telling myself that death is all that I deserve, but I couldn’t get myself to fall back. I was too afraid of what might happen if I survived. Why can’t I just die already? My only reason for living is my fear of failing a suicide attempt. I’m pathetic.
3 comments
I too fear failiar its ebarrassing
To be honest, I have been raised in a home of religion and believeing in god. I believe he has a purpose for everyone, everyone except me, of course. I know this is a lie, but in mentioning this to you, I must say, I do understand the way you feel.
I used to have these same thoughts as you. Thing is, they went away. I no longer seem to have these emotions. You seem like a sweet girl, but you do not know how to love you. I, trust me, can understand how that feels.
Drop me a line. My email address is:
brl.cents@gmail.com
I will always listen and try to treat you like the friend you always wanted. I know I’m only online, whic I apologize about, but try to take my hand, and we can get through this together, if you wish.
You’re not afraid of failing at committing suicide, you’re afraid you’ll get it right. Let’s face it, in our soul, we all want to live and i think you do too. The stress may seem like a lot and most of it is just in your head. Learn to relax. Maybe take some yoga but you need to calm down. No one can be absolutely perfect, trust me. So what if you don’t get a 4.0 GPA? At least you tried and you already know if you apply yourself, you can reach any goal but the problem is your idea of perfection. You’re putting way too much stress on yourself and its freaking you out. its like a battle between yourself inside your head. And never think that your a burden to your family. Parents just like to rant about their problems to their kids and most times, they even blame it on us. Don’t let it bother you. I sure as heck never let it get to me. Plus, how are friends suppose to help you if you never show that anything is wrong. They say the happiest people are actually the saddest, they just hide behind a smile and most times its true. If you need comfort, confide about your problems in a close friend and I’m sure they’ll be there to help you in seconds.