twist3d
Member
Sometimes I think I don't even have SAD or depression.
Maybe this is just the way I am and those are just excuses.
I have never even been properly diagnosed. Some doctors said I don't have any real problems and only one said I have serious depression. How the hell am I supposed to know what is true?
I have no concept of "normal". About five years of my life have been empty, boring days. I've lost concept of time. I basically just breathe and that's it. I don't even know if I'm really unhappy. What is it like to be really happy? Maybe I just have too high expectations.
These "diseases" have become everything I am. I don' even have a personality anymore. If this is all I am then how can I even be cured? This is who I am. Only cure is death.
Sometimes I just wish I could get some pills or whatever. Try for one last time. But I know nobody will give a loser like me any pills, I need to snap out of it and I never ever will.
I've started to avoid my family. I'm trying to alienate myself from them. So when I will decide to cure myself once and for all they won't feel too sad. I'm sure they'll still mourn but it wont be so bad if they have almost forgotten me. It's going to take years but hey, time is something I have.
(Sorry for this stupid angst. There is no point to this, I just wanted to say it. I promise I will answers some other people's post after this. )
Maybe this is just the way I am and those are just excuses.
I have never even been properly diagnosed. Some doctors said I don't have any real problems and only one said I have serious depression. How the hell am I supposed to know what is true?
I have no concept of "normal". About five years of my life have been empty, boring days. I've lost concept of time. I basically just breathe and that's it. I don't even know if I'm really unhappy. What is it like to be really happy? Maybe I just have too high expectations.
These "diseases" have become everything I am. I don' even have a personality anymore. If this is all I am then how can I even be cured? This is who I am. Only cure is death.
Sometimes I just wish I could get some pills or whatever. Try for one last time. But I know nobody will give a loser like me any pills, I need to snap out of it and I never ever will.
I've started to avoid my family. I'm trying to alienate myself from them. So when I will decide to cure myself once and for all they won't feel too sad. I'm sure they'll still mourn but it wont be so bad if they have almost forgotten me. It's going to take years but hey, time is something I have.
(Sorry for this stupid angst. There is no point to this, I just wanted to say it. I promise I will answers some other people's post after this. )