I’m 19 and have been officially diagnosed with major depressive disorder and borderline personality disorder for over two years… I’ve been suffering from them for a hell of a lot longer. Meds are not working. Therapy isn’t helping. My best friend is the only person who can help me and she is taking a step back from our friendship because she is too overwhelmed. I think I am bisexual and I know I am completely in love with her, but my family would kill me if they knew about my sexuality, and she is straight and would not return my feelings. She’d most likely just end our friendship.
I’m just tired out. I don’t know if anyone understands it, but that’s how I feel. There isn’t some glamorous or poetic way to put it. I am just plain fucking exhausted. I am sick of fighting every day. I am sick of having to keep myself safe always. I want this hellish life I am living to be over.
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“I’m just tired out.” oh yep, understand that sentiment completely. I have to stick around a bit longer, though.
With respect, matters of the heart tend to be murky, as it ‘wants what it wants’ and all that jazz. These classifications for preference aren’t ironclad.
Sorry about your diagnoses, I don’t know what could help you though there are apparently all sorts of treatment options out there besides medication and therapy.