Thinking BackI realize there was very few people who knew how bad I had gotten. In fact, now that I reflect more on that time in my life...I don't think anyone knew. If I would have gone through and killed myself, it would have seemed random to my family. My friends might have thought it was an accident. It would have shocked the couple people with whom I entrusted my secret of being depressed. I don't think anyone would have seen it coming.
Suffering in silence was something I considered noble, because I didn't want to burden people with my troubles. And I didn't want to seem weak or vulnerable, like I needed help from others. I can still agree with this, but I know that without the people who told me they cared about me, I'd be gone. So yeah maybe telling someone is for the best, no matter how excruciating it seems.
Girlonwire 18-21, F 1 Response 1 Jun 18, 2011