Today, I told my friend that I had lost all confidence and could no longer take pleasure in things. My friend told me that it was all in my head and that I should cheer up.
Today, I told my friend that I lie awake at night and wish that I wouldn’t wake up in the morning. My friend told me to stop bringing them down.
Today, I told my friend that I cut. My friend told me that I was doing it for the attention.
Today, I told my friend that I was afraid I might do something stupid. My friend told me to stop being such a drama queen.
Today, I told my friend that I was at my wit’s end and no longer saw a way out. My friend told me that they had had enough and was done talking about this.
Today, my friend was told that I had killed myself. My friend was devastated and asked why I didn’t reach out for help.
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Just tell that friend to quit acting like a baby and use his brain cells a bit. Only children resort to platitudes.
To be honest, I doubt your friend would be “devastated” if they were that mean to you and didn’t care about listening to you in the first place.
Their reaction might have been more like, “Geez! Why did they kill themselves? They really were a crazy drama queen. Well, that’s too bad, I kinda liked them.”
I’ve learned you can’t talk about “depression and suicidal ideation” with anyone, not even people who claim to have felt that way themselves. Nobody, aside from when you post on this website, wants to hear about it. They think you’re weak/a loser for not doing better in life, or that you’re being manipulative and seeking unwarranted attention. Therapists, doctors, family, friends and romantic p.artners… NO ONE wants to hear about it. I suppose, why should they? Everyone has their own problems, they don’t want to hear about those of other people. If you complain you’re just “difficult and bitter and boring” and no one will like you.
So, you can choose to either “fake being happy” around people so that you can get along with them, and try not to argue about shit or say anything negative, or you can become a recluse and not talk to anyone. The sad truth (IMO).
Most people don’t know how to act or what to say when you open up about your struggles and suicidal ideations.
I told my Mom I was suicidal as a teenager hoping I’d get help. I got nothing, my Mom didn’t even act surprised or concerned.
All I ever wanted was for someone to sit with me, be patient, listen, show some genuine concern and give me a hug. I finally found this in a Chaplin I see at the VA. I also have some buddies from the Army that I can lean on for support.
Outside of my military connections and this site I put on a false face and don’t talk about how I feel.
Thank You.
Hi child. I really thought your story was beautiful. I have struggled with people not believing me for years. I have struggled with people saying that they didn’t believe that depression was a real thing. I also struggle with people not understanding my anxiety and telling me to calm down.
I really think that if that friend is not willing to listen to your struggles, that they are not worth your energy. It is really scary to talk about how you feel and you should find someone to listen to you. I am always around if you ever want to talk. I am here to listen, I promise.