Not in such a great place anymore. Oh well.
16 years ago
I'm tired of snapping. That's been happening to me a lot lately. I need to get away from my life because it's depressing the FUCKING SHIT out of me. I can't sleep and I barely eat anything because food tastes like shit and melted plastic.
I really don't see what the point is anymore. Whenever I think there is NO possible way to get any worse, I prove myself wrong and then it becomes days of trying to figure out how to kill myself, and then having little doubts, and then I stare at walls and cry. Awwww.. poor me, NOT!
Just so you know, I don't really give a fucking shit anymore about what people have to say about suicide, and why I shouldn't do it. "Your mother would be devastated!" "We all love you and care about you!!" The world's already overpopulated and who cares if a sad person makes it so they aren't sad anymore. Even if I never do "the dead deed" I still think about it constantly and it scares me sometimes too. It's just gotten to that point
I won't lie, I fucking hate my life, I hate who I've become and I hate what I put people through.
I just want to sleep.
Dunno what to do, but I have a weird feeling it's going to involve me going on anti-depressants and other fucking pills because apparently my family and shrink are giving up on me being able to live a normal life. *Thumbs up*
Yay for pill zombies.. oh yes, here we go again. Goodbye me, but don't be too sad, you were always a little fucked in the head. Make everyone else happy, that's what makes the world go round.
Zabeth/Liz/that person that gets fucked up at your parties.
I really don't see what the point is anymore. Whenever I think there is NO possible way to get any worse, I prove myself wrong and then it becomes days of trying to figure out how to kill myself, and then having little doubts, and then I stare at walls and cry. Awwww.. poor me, NOT!
Just so you know, I don't really give a fucking shit anymore about what people have to say about suicide, and why I shouldn't do it. "Your mother would be devastated!" "We all love you and care about you!!" The world's already overpopulated and who cares if a sad person makes it so they aren't sad anymore. Even if I never do "the dead deed" I still think about it constantly and it scares me sometimes too. It's just gotten to that point
I won't lie, I fucking hate my life, I hate who I've become and I hate what I put people through.
I just want to sleep.
Dunno what to do, but I have a weird feeling it's going to involve me going on anti-depressants and other fucking pills because apparently my family and shrink are giving up on me being able to live a normal life. *Thumbs up*
Yay for pill zombies.. oh yes, here we go again. Goodbye me, but don't be too sad, you were always a little fucked in the head. Make everyone else happy, that's what makes the world go round.
Zabeth/Liz/that person that gets fucked up at your parties.
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dunno dude, I have a lot of shit in my head that keeps pounding negative/sad thoughts and advice back and forth over and over again on loop. And when I talk about it with people they look at me like "wtf?"
yeah, it's been a bad day i guess.
that sucks. I really do hope for the best for you, however much that counts.
:\ *shrugs* it's not a crime to have low self-esteem is it? It's always been that way but people don't see it too often because I put on my "happy mask" when i'm around them so I won't ruin their good fun.
I've been pill-free for at least three years now. Suicide is a lurking thought in some cases, since bipolar effects my mood a lot (mostly I blame my mood swings on PMS.)
But, why didn't I kill myself ages ago? Because then I would lose. The depression would win, and I don't want that to happen. So what do I do to help me feel better? I get out, I hang with friends, and I avoid self medication with drugs and alcohol. I know that's what did my mom in, and she's a wonderful, creative person.
If you feel like you need a drink, or smoke a joint, just to feel "normal", then there's some issues. Going out and getting constantly shitfaced at parties is a sign of a huge problem. But, you do it to get away from yourself, right?
There's always a different way to do things, to make yourself leveled and happy- and doing it for YOURSELF is what you need to do. Fuck what anyone else says. You only have YOU in this life, and no one else. You go at your own speed, and research things that could help. Pills are a doctor's way of trying to have a "cure all" when pills are never the answer. It's all about being in the right state of mind, and telling depression to fuck off.
I think of the lighter side of things to help me when I'm in a rut. I have a house, a bed, food to eat. There are people out there who care about me, and as long as the sun comes up the next day, things will be fine.
You can't think too much about what's wrong, or else you're going to go loony toons with it. I know if I did, I'd be so far in a shit hole I'd end up in the nuthouse.
Everyone needs their own way to deal, and you gotta find yours that doesn't harm you in the process. You are an awesome person, Elizabeth, and probably one of the most talented people I've seen online. I know how you feel with this shit. Ups, downs, sleeping until three in the afternoon- or staying up until six in the morning. When you start feeling like this, stop. Look at yourself, and say FUCK YOU I'M GOING TO BE FUCKING HAPPY. Get PISSED at depression! Punch it in the goddamn fucking dick. Fuck that asshole, he can't make you unhappy! You don't need this shit.
Life sucks, but hey, things could be worse. I just hope you do things for yourself before you do it for anyone else. Make yourself happy by doing what makes you happy, be it drawing, or hanging out with friends. Once you make yourself happy, and you're proud of who you are, things will feel a lot different. I know it's easier said than done, but try it out. Keep a level head with yourself, and do what feels best.
I do put a lot of people before myself and I get so.. angry about it later depending on the situation. I have pretty much allowed myself to become a doormat over the years because I never stood up to people and I was always so quick to play hostess for people.. maybe it's a Southern thing? I feel like I'm always left holding the bags while everyone else gets to do the actual shopping.. if that makes any sense. Now I'm at this point where BURSTS of ENERGY shoot out of me when I think too much about something, especially things I regret or PLANS for a good change in my life. It could be positive or negative it really doesn't matter. It just happens. At least until recently.
Blargh.. I'm on the verge of rambling really bad. I really do appreciate this message though. I read it aloud to my roommate actually, heh. I'm still trying but I know I can try harder. You always can I guess.. YAY THE GLASS IS HALF FULL!!<3
lol, g'night, Cat, I think I'm going to watch Metalocalypse season 1 now. That always cheers me up.
I hope things turn for the better for you soon. :3
All depression, fear, anxiety and such you feel are all chemical when you get down to it, that's the scientific aspect, how you deal with will be up to you.
I used to think "what about all the bi-polar people throughout history that got by without meds" then I realized that they, for the most part either killed themselves, killed others, were committed or worse.
I hope this all clears up for you
I have cyclic depression, too- it sucks. I'm also not medicated, and I think that has been the best choice for me. It won't work for everyone, but if you do need the meds, then get them. Staying away from pot and booze, or any other mind-altering substance is probably the best thing you can do for yourself, right now. Keep it from becoming your crutch. You seriously do not want to go down that road. One of the hardest things I learned was to take responsibility for my own happiness: no-one could do that work for me. That was something I had to figure out on my own. Having supportive frineds and family really helps, too. i didn't have those, so things took me a lot longer to work out, but you hav a loving crew who'll remind you how much they care, and find you fun, and think you're an all-around good person. Your funk might worry them, but they are going to be concerned for you, not get pissed because you aren't being the "life of the party".
*offers a warm wing-hug* Keep fighting, hon. Yer tough- you can do it, and his sac is down there- give the Little Bastard a good swift kick, right there.
More or less it's just me not knowing what to say.
I'd rather visit a live friend than a dead one, I'll just say that...
*leaves a plate of milk and cookies and walks off*
Sometimes I feel like I play the court jester for people because it makes them giggle or smile, but when they go away I immediately feel myself slouch and my face goes back to default expressionless. I know I have to work on these things, DEFINITELY, and I get so overwhelmed dealing with everything else in my life at the same time; my job, rent, etc. I have come a long way since my teens considering my social anxiety was so bad it caused me to have major panic attacks on a nearly daily basis. That shit sucked and I don't want that back. I had another one for the first time in awhile and I said to myself, "WTF, LIZ?!"
Whatever, it's not over yet. All I can do is try and try again, right? Thanks for being my friend, Cubes, I really do hope we can hang out in person sometime. I think in general I am a honest and kind person.. I need to stop being so mean to myself though, heh.
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You control your life. I'm sure once you figure out the path you want to follow - which unfortunately is not an easy or fast process - you'll feel a lot better, or at least have something to motivate yourself out of thinking such things.
I know I'm probably not much help, but after a while the usual methods people use to try and get you out of the mindset don't work. I remember.