I haven't seen the sun in like, two weeks. I haven't slept in like, three days. I've been in my dark little room, listening to Placebo and The Cure and Tori Amos. No wonder I was depressed. I went to detox to kick this nasty oxy habit. I've been opiate free for something like thirteen days, six hours, twenty minutes...but who is counting. I've
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I've been battling a rough depression myself the last few months. I went days without eating or drinking anything. Sobbing for entire days/weeks. And despite having some good people in my life, they simply don't understand how much this depression thing takes you over. I've done a lot of hiding it from people, in fact no one in my life truly knows just how bad it is.
It takes some guts to write it down like this and share it and I admire you for it.
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You need support, Sweetie. The type of support that comes without preconceived notions, expectations or judgement. You need support with experience and dignity. You need the type of support where you can sit in the background and listen or stand up and scream.
You need more than your husband and family and friends. You need yourself, away, with people none of your people know. A private little world all your own. You've lived in a world of your own, you need to replace it with a gift to yourself.
It was easy to tell others because you are loved more than you know. You are accepted for who you are with your imperfections as well as your unique gifts. Those of us you love you from a different place love you as much as do your husband and furry kids. 'Cept that's kinda twisted, so find a different analogy.
Call me if you need to dump or advice or just chat. I love you, Sweetie.
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