|
Jan 17, 2010, 06:01 PM
|
 |
|
|
Member Since: Apr 2009
Location: London, UK
Posts: 30
|
|
You are so young, it breaks my heart to hear you're struggling with depression.
But from my own experience. I couldn't tell anyone the exact terms of my depression, ever. My mom asks every once in a while and I know she means well, but I also know that if I tell her that all I really want (sometimes) is to just give up on life, she'll get worried and constantly on my back.
I found my depression to be highly contradictory. I'm sad cause no one around me understands, but I'm also happy they can't feel the pain I'm going through. I find it very confusing, but oh well. I'm slowly trying to deal with it, one day at a time.
You and your dad...I also vote for solving family issues. Because I'm lived in a family where no one talked about our problems and so I ended being the depressed one, my sister is the genius who doesn't have a path of her own and my mom is just...well, my mom. While my dad has always been the abuser of the family. But I keep thinking that I wouldn't have ended like this if my dad would've just talked to me, every once in a while. Water under the bridge now, I know.
Part of being depressed is feeling overly worried for things that we cannot control. Like you can't control your dad's reaction to your depression. If I would be in your shoes, I would tell my dad, but I would do it so that I could make him feel that he's not alone in this, that he could count on me just like I would hope to count on him.
You shouldn't do anything stupid. You have an entire life to do wonderful, amazing things and plenty of time to get all better, to feel that you do count, that depression isn't stronger than you. I'm speaking from experience here, I've also been on the verge of acting stupid, but something always pulls me back. And I'm always grateful.
Hang in there. Get professional help, it really makes all the difference in the world. And keep giving us news. 
|