Thank you for your responses. <3
I know her, she didn't go to her friend for advice. She just went, because she wanted to go out and have a good time. When I tell her that I feel really bad (which is really rare, because she always says that "people have it worse" or something like that), she doesn't understand it. She tells me then that I have to be strong, to pull myself together etc. She always asks me why I'm not happy, that I have everything what I need etc. Ehh.. There's so much more... Every time I tell her that I feel really bad, she's angry with me. One time, after her yelling at me, I was scared and I wanted to tell her that I already feel better just to make her yelling at me more. Shey says that I'm not trying to feel better... But how can I try to feel better?! I just feel that I wanna die most of the time. I'm in therapy for almost 4 months, sometimes it's better, sometimes worse, it depends. I hope it will be good one day.
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Originally Posted by cryingontheinside
When I was a teenager my depression was so severe . I was starving myself and crying in the bathroom in secret several times a day . My family assumed I had bulimia how much I was in the bathroom but I was barely eating so I had no need to do that . I finally confessed everything to my mum one day . I told her I didn't want to live . I told her about the secret crying everyday and that I was trying to starve myself to death . Well her reaction was to get angry with me . She then marched me to the doctor's . There was no spaces available in an eating disorder facility so my mum insisted in trying to get me sectioned instead which she had the doctor's support . After being assessed there the professionals said I didn't need to be sectioned . But my mum argued and insisted . And so the were going to let me stay there . It was a mental health facility that was mixed . There was this teenage boy a bit older than I was . He wouldn't stop staring at me in such a preditory way . I got they feeling he wanted to rape me . My mum was going to leave me there but my brother who was younger than me had also seen the guy looking at me like that , he refused to let me stay there and my mum listened to him . I felt so unloved and betrayed by the whole situation . But when I look back now I see my mum was desperately trying to get me some help although she may have approached it all wrong
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I am so sorry that you had to go through such a deep depression. It must have been so awful.
Did it happen long time ago? How are you today?