Lets just cut the crap, I'm depressed. I've been seeing a counselor almost every week for the last three years, though I do feel it's been something thats bothered me since early childhood.
The therapy and medication has helped, but sometimes I just get so low and so overwhelmed, and I'd be lying if I said that I didn't have moments where I wish I can take the easy way out. You can interpret that last sentence anyway you want.
Everyday is a battle for me, to keep going and not to give up. Everyday is a battle where I have to struggle just to grab some kind of foothold before the shit hits the fan.
I am by no means ungrateful for the good things that I do have in my life, because with out them I would have thrown in the towel long ago. Its just that I don't know what it'll take for things to get better.
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- muhamadoikubaru
- I am taken by Yasmin G. Sofyan, I am bossed around by a 5kg ginger coloured cat called Ginger, I have an extensive comicbook collection, I'm a Gooner 'till I die, I love Kendo; I feel that it is one of the only times that my spirit is fully alive, most days I have trouble getting out of bed and most nights I can barely sleep.