Getting out of bed is the hardest thing to do. It would be so much easier if I just didn’t wake up. I feel extremely alone and nothing anybody says helps. Sometimes I stop what I’m doing and I just stare at the wall and I feel completely numb. I feel like I’m not really here. When I tell people I suffer from depression, anxiety, and bi-polar disorder they just stare at me. Many tell me to simply “get over it”. I can’t explain how mad that makes me. People nowadays are not informed at all and they think that it’s easy to just “get over” a mental illness. I’m so alone because the way I think is so different from others. People around me do not understand me at all. They don’t believe me when I say I struggle every day to just get out of bed. They think I’m overreacting when I explain about my panic attacks. And the people who DO see me have a panic attack don’t know what to do and they also think I am overreacting. Depression is just a joke to some people. I’d love to see what they have to say about it when someone in their family commits suicide due to depression. Someone in my own family has done that and it hurts. And now I’m in that same place. I’m in the darkest place I’ve ever been in and I can’t get out. I just feel alone.
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@cantanymore: I couldn’t agree more!! I always hear the “get over it” “let it go” “things will get better” and its like the more they say it the more frustrating it is because I can’t do that. I’m sure people mean well but it ends up making things worse not better if that even makes sense? I have been depressed and diagnosed with bipolar disorder about 4 years ago I do get anxiety attacks. It’s the worst thing in the world, it’s a constant freaken battle everyday a battle against the world and then against yourself. People have told me that i overreact so much that i dont trust my judgement and always question myself. I tried doing therapy and being on meds it just never worked and I honestly did try. I tried 3 different medications for bipolar disorder I saw my psychiatrist every month and saw a psychologist every couple of weeks. I tried to change how I thought how I reacted to things but despite all that nothing truly got better. In fact I think I have just been slowly spiraling back down probably to a lower place than I ever was before. I know what it’s like truly I do and it sucks and I wish that we could both find some peace.