Ashley-Kate
MVP
The week is long, every day seems like it last forever. It was a lovely day sunny and beautifull i spent it locked up in a room unable to step out. I got into a fight with my older brother my only family support close to me at the moment and we are not talking at the moment. I am wondering when these antidepressants will actualy kick in because i am falling and i can't seem to hold on to anything anymore. My mother informed me that they all tried to help me but i always pushed me away so now they don't know what more to do to help me, what to say that will be okay. I feel like i failed them. I can't seem to get past this depression not even a little bit it's been 3 months now that i have been this way and it only seems to be getting worst. I feel like i can't breath, thinking too far into a week scares me because it reminds me that i have to breathe that much longuer. I hate that i simply can't will my mind and body to stop breathing tell my heart to stop beating I hate that I can't control my body in that way.
I am depresed and i am tired.
I am depresed and i am tired.