Stop telling people to “reach out for help” if you aren’t willing to.
Confessions and poems anonymous~
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“I’m depressed and nobody wants to help me.
I don’t want to help me, I can’t even make myself go to a therapist.
My therapist quit.
I’m depressed and nobody wants to help me.
My mom was always my go-to for anything I didn’t understand, she would hug me and calm me down.
Now, she gets upset, she yells at me that she doesn’t know what to do and tells me not to bother her with it.
One lifeline down.
I’m depressed and nobody wants to help me.
I have two best friends who I thought would be with me to the end like I planned to be for them.
One is away at bible school and the other is too busy with her own life to talk to me.
Two lifelines down.
I’m depressed and nobody wants to help me.
I have three sisters who I thought would love me and help me if I was having a crisis.
One is so disconnected that I can’t even look at her without crying, one is good-natured but never answers my calls, one of them screamed in my face after I told her I was suicidal and collapsed on her floor in tears in front of her children.
Three lifelines down.
My job used to be an escape, then for 2 years I dealt with a harassment case with my manager until she got fired two years later. During that time, all of my coworkers who used to be friends have quit or been fired. Now, I have no career growth possibilities, severe anxiety about my job and don’t command any respect despite being the most seasoned employee there. Now I hate my job.
Another lifeline down.
Nobody asks anymore because I’ve been depressed for years. It’s boring now, but it’s not going away for me. It’s getting worse but nobody cares because it’s just who I am now.
The only thing keeping me alive is the guilt of leaving them all alone, but I’m alone because of it.
I just want someone to care about me, because I don’t care about myself.
There is no safe place for me to go when I can’t fight anymore. I am out of lifelines.”
