No Diagnosis Needed.

Since I was twelve I can remember being depressed. That was the first time that I openly commented about suicide and the last time for almost a decade. I'm still depressed. All the thoughts that run through my head consume me and I want nothing more than to never have existed. But I have learned that suicide is the easy way out. I didn't ask to be born, so it must have been for some sort of reason. And if I didn't ask to be born, then what gives me the right to choose when I die? How about I just choose the most destructive path in life and see how long I last.

aphrade2btru aphrade2btru
22-25, M
1 Response Mar 14, 2010

My depression started when I was 10, and I'm 18 now. I'll have a day of happiness and serenity, and then weeks of depression. Sometimes, I wonder if the one day of happiness is just the universe taunting me, giving me a taste of something I'll never truly have before I'm plunged back into the deep, murky **** of depression. I don't know, just a thought....But....Despite my depression, I still try to better my life. I feel ****** already, why not at least try to make it better, and if it works, sweeet, if it doesn't what have I lost, you know?