I can't take it anymore...
by Steph
(California)
Killing my brain
I'm 13 and currently suffering from depression. Although every site tells me to call the therapist do you really think it's that easy? I can't even tell a single person how I truly feel. How do you expect me to visit the doctor and get help? I feel so hopeless and lost. I have the pills to suicide in my drawer next to me right now. I have looked up ways to cure depression and suicide methods at the same time. I don't even know what I want anymore. Everytime I start to believe in life again, it's taken away the next day. Maybe the world just wants me dead. I just have no guts and I'm scared of losing everything that I can gain. I get moody easily and my mood swings and suicide thoughts are increasing everyday. I feel uneeded and sometimes I wonder why I'm alive in the world. Nobody makes me feel happy. I thought I had friends, until I found out that they planned so many events without me. I thought I had a family but everytime I fail their expectations they turn their head. What am I? What is love? What is life? Why am I even alive? Everything is killing my brain and I want to cry my eyes out. But who would be there to comfort me but myself? It hurts to suffer and it hurts even more to suffer alone. In my family, crying is a sign of weakness and it deserves beating. In my school, talking about yourself is a way of showing off. So what am I supposed to do now? I'm lost and I'm broken inside. I already tried suiciding once. Nobody knew and nobody cared. I told my parents that I felt depressed and sad at many times but instead they thought I was joking and made fun of me. I told my friends that I might not live the next day and instead they laughed. Is it really funny? Would it be funny if they didn't see me the next day? Do they know how painful my life is? It hurts so bad. Someone, please just kill me and end my pain. I can't take it anymore. I'm suffocating and I just want someone to comfort my pains. But I'm so scared to tell them what I truly think. I can't take it anymore. How many times have I thought of killing myself. I can't even count it and I don't even know how it started. To top it off, the stress is killing my brain and nobody cares. The only thing they say is "don't become emo, it's stupid" i'm so scared that I'm practically shaking inside. Nothing good ever comes when it comes to me. I wonder why...does anyone out there love me? When I look at sites, the only thing people say is "I love you and I care about you. Please don't die there's tons of things in life out there. You'll find someone to love you one day." I'm sick of those answers. They don't help at all. Yeah, like a total stranger would love me. That's just impossible. Everyone's just saying that because they want to comfort me. Am I that pitiable? All I want is to die. Just let me die. Please, I'm already dying on the inside. It hurts...so bad...
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