When is the right time to ask for help?
I mean mentally. Is it when you first break down? Or the first time you selfharm? The first night u cant sleep? Or the first time you overdose?
How do I convince the doctors I need help?
I know you guys see this depressed side of me, that’s not what others see. They see my bubbly, girlie personality. Everyone thinks I’m fine. When do I get my Oscar?
Can a person get over depression, or is it always there like a dark cloud on a summers day. Is anyone truly happy do you think?
Do fairy tales exist? Even in a fairy tale you have to go thru hell to get the happy ending. Maybe mine is coming and this is the beginning of the end before my castle in a gorgeous village.
Or maybe I missed the happy ending.
I wonder who if anyone will catch me if I fall. Or would they even notice and see thru my fake exterior.
U see on facebook when someone dies. Could be the worst criminal out there but everyone will say how amazing they were and how the whole community loved them.
My own family wouldn’t even turn up to my funeral. Would anyone else?
Are some people ment to wonder thru life alone. Does it make them stronger, or does it just break them down til there is nothing left.
I guess we will find out.
