I Battle Depression
God I dont want to be a bad mother anymore. Sometimes it crosses my mind that maybe he'd be better of if i were dead.**** i hate this feeling. i go back and look at all my writings and im always sad. im always depressed. its like ive never been happy. Lord were is my help? I know i have to be patient, but what about all the ones i hurt around me? i can deal with this, i always have, but why shoul they? its not fair. I hate knowing that ive hurt him. I hate that im impatient with him. I love him and i want him to know. I dont him to grow up like me angry and confused, anxious and depressed. help me get help please! if you will lord im exausted, not of hurting, but of hurting them. i hurt them. all the people whove ever been nice to me. i need medication and therapy I need you, but i dont seek you