Hello everyone who’s reading and thank you for taking the time. My name Blargyness, which is obviously pen name, I’m 25 from Manila, Philippines. I’ve been suffering depression since I was 16 so give or take 9 years. When I was 16 i first committed suicide and I think I never recovered. I have a psychiatrist but lately I feel my end is nearing…
I do not have the most understanding people around me about my condition. Depression is not something really “real” here in the Philippines. Well save one person, my boyfriend. I am trying so hard not to give in. I said and promise to myself the next time I commit suicide, I will die. I feel so tried, so beaten up. Life Keats beating me down when I am just recovering. On top of my depression I have psoriasis, didnt help at all. I’m not rich, and this disease is so expensive.
People think I commited suited before because I wanted attention… I’m so scared of talking to them because I don’t want attention, I just want to talk but they get angry when I get depressed.
I am actually diagnosed with clinical depression. I found this site and led me to this site. I feel so hopeless. I do not care where my encouragement comes anymore. You maybe a stranger but at least you are reading, in some way you care…
Right now I do know the weight of my problems and pain is completely outweighing my resource…
I don’t know how the hell I’m going to end this, but thank you, thank you, because you read my post…
5 comments
you have written that you committed suicide when you were 16. SO am I reading a ghost story? is this story has been written by the spirit of a dead person?
so many things does not make sense in this post!
Moonshine you are being silly.
Hehe, sorry but moonshine this is exactly how I read it. That and “I think I never recovered.” had me in fits.
Much love @blargyness, I like you. I like you just the way you are.
I have left a comment on your other post. Check it out if you want.
I know what you mean blargyness, I have not told anyone (save the people I have met on this site) how I feel, about my depression. I don’t know if it is fear, that I don’t want their pity or what.
Anger is a natural response others have when they don’t understand something. We won’t be that way here. We like you for you.
Thank you for sharing. I hope you post more.