I Battle Depression
I don't understand it. My brain is constantly sending me into daydream, auto-piolet like stages. I have moments of reality, however, and those are what I fear... when I expierence those reality moments, I feel so suicidal it's unreal. I just want to cry and be not exhist. Why? Because I know there's no way life could be this bad, that someone could hurt so much... that I've gone through hell and back in life and it still isn't better; If anything it's getting worse. I've told myself so many times it'll all be fine, to just wait and see, and I've stayed postitive. That's why no one believes me when I tell them I'm depressed; they either think I'm kidding or don't even bother responding. That hurts, it makes me feel so alone and betrayed because I've always been there and always will be there for all my friends. I feel like i'm in a coma; that I'll wake up and everything will be okay. I wouldn't be this far lost. I was able to hold onto that for a while so I could maintain hope, but I've lost it. I sadly have turned to alcohol and drugs for my problems, being 15 I know that is a very bad thing to do. Recently, I've been trying to quit. The thing is, when I'm drinking or high, I don't feel those moments of reality. It's remains the clouded-dream like state and time flys by. For some reason, I keep telling myself if I continue drinking and smoking, because time flys by faster, that everything will be okay sooner. That's not true, just more false hope... that's why I'm quitting. It'll be pain; the withdraw and moments of reality, but in the long run I hope it will help. I just wish I could feel alive again, you know? That someone out there was willing to help me find a way to get better, to listen without calling me a lier, etc. I know that's not going to happen because people have told me that they will, but it never happens... it never will, and it seems like people are content on letting me know my life was meant to a living hell I'll have to deal with alone. The thing is, I can't tell if all of this is making me stronger, or killing me slowly...