I f---ing hate depression.
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Thread Topic: I f---ing hate depression.
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It feels like there's a little voice in the back of my mind screaming out all of my flaws.
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-hugs you-
I know how it feels. -
Then once I start to cut, I can't seem to stop.
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This is what I do for my cutting problems...
I drew a butterfly on my arm.
I named it Thomas.
Thomas is my little brother.
I drew another one on my arm.
I named it GTQF
"GoToQuiz Fanily."
This is for all my friends here on gtq
I drew another one on my arm.
I named it Promise.
Promise is for the promise to stop cutting that I will try and keep.
I can not scrub Thomas, GTQF, or Promise off with soap and water. They must fade away. If I cut before they fade away, then I've killed my brother, my gotoquiz family, and my promises.
I will do my best because I wish to not hurt my family and friends and break my promises.
The Butterfly Project -
I just have to think of my friends and the people I'd hurt. But, I still have doubts about my life.
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The thing you have to try to do is think happy thoughts. Don't think "oh no, I shouldn't think bad thoughts" think of "I remember that time when my brother was so sugar high..," or something like that. Make yourself laugh. Watch funny YouTube videos, something other than cutting.
It's hard to stop, I know it is, but look at the positive things, get help from a counselor, or tell your parents or an adult you trust. -
My mom is dead. My dad's a drunk. I have no adult I trust. My brother is having the same problems I am.
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At the bottom of the page are some lines you can call...
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But I'm worried that if I tell somebody else, I'll be taken away from my brothers.
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They're on the phones dear, no one else has to know. Just don't give them the information.
You have to take risks sometimes dear, if you really wish to feel better then id call, or talk with a school counselor. -
I get bullied almost every day, and when people see my cuts and scars, they laugh. I don't want to deal with this anymore. Nobody I hang out with takes me seriously, everybody hates me personality, I get made fun of for being myself. If somebody does something to me that I don't like, I tell them about it. People say I'm an emotional little b---- that deserves to die.
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The school counselor we have sucks.
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Honey, I can't help you if you look at the bad side of things and don't except my help. If you wish for things to get better, then reach out. Hell, even talk to your brother. If what you say is true then he should be able to relate to you.
I can't help you if you don't listen and accept my help. -
Kay. I'll try and talk to my brother when he gets home.
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Alright dear. If you ever need to talk, try to find me on here.
Ask for Ann.
But Ann must sleep now, goodnight dear.
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