Well, I don't know if people here would think I'd be a coward, and to a certain extent I really don't give a **** about what people here think of it, especially if they don't have clinical depression, but the only reason I HAVEN'T committed suicide is because of my family. I would never do that to them.
It doesn't help the depression though, and the medicine never helped either. So it's really ****ty living in the state I live in. I've gone to so much therapy, have had so many anti-depressants shoved down my throat, and they usually have a three or four month honeymoon period before it creeps back into my skull, regardless of what I take.
But the thought of living like this for forty or fifty years is terrifying and even more depressing. But I'll keep on for a while.
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The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
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