by element » Fri Mar 11, 2005 7:42 pm
Don't worry, I'm not contemplating suicide. I was just simply wondering about that. I'm actually feeling pretty good today. It's friday, so that probably has something to do with it. I was feeling better last night too, after being pretty bad depressed. I hate these mood swings. I honestly don't believe I'm bipolar (although I don't know), but I am having some bad mood swings. Thankfully, right now, I'm not going through any extreme feelings. I'm actually a little apathetic. I used to hate apathy, but I think it was because I was really feeling depressed, but didn't want to admit to being depressed so much. This apathy feels nice though. I wouldn't call it true happiness, but it's an okay feeling. This is part of the reason that I don't think I'm bipolar--I'm not always in a major extreme. Sometimes I'm just happy, and sometimes I'm apathetic.
I'm not really too worried about if I have a mental illness or not. It's just that if I know I do, then I know I need help. Right now, I'm not sure if I really need help or not. I mean, if I get out of control, then I can get help (hopefully that won't happen), but right now I'm not out of control. I don't think I would ever kill myself. I just think about it a lot. When I get depressed and stuff. And it sounds so good at those times. But I don't want to hurt anyone. And it would hurt my family if I killed myself. And even though I get mad at them sometimes, I would never want to do that to them. I love them. I think the biggest fear that I have concerning all of this is that it would be hard for them to accept the fact that I need help or whatever. And I don't want to tell them that I need help, unless I'm 100% sure that I do. And I really don't even want to ask them at all. They'd make such a big deal out of it. I don't even like for them to know when I'm depressed. I hate for my sister to know. I hate for anyone to know. And I hate it when they ask what I'm depressed about. Sometimes I don't know what I'm depressed about. And right now, my family thinks I'm fine. I don't want to tell them that I'm not. They probably wouldn't believe me, and it'd be even worse if they did. I wish so bad that I could just get help without them knowing about it. I know I can't though. If I get help, they're gonna have to know about it. That really sucks. I'm always scared that they'll find this website, and find out that I'm on here. I'm scared it would make them feel bad. And I don't know. I'm embarrassed about the cutting, hitting and everything. I was embarrassed when I told my mom about the suicidal thoughts. No one wants to hear their kid say stuff like that. I wish I could just get over being scared, and ask my mom to take me to the doctor. Then I could find out if something is wrong (mental illness) with me, and if I really need help.
Honestly, I think having a label would be a lot easier than not having any idea. Even if the label is "normal". I wish I could take some kind of on-line quiz/test, that would tell me if I need to get help or not.
I'm sorry that I scared you. I'm okay right now. I don't know how I'll be later. I don't think I'd ever try to kill myself, but I can't stand the fact that I even think about it. And I know this has to be frustrating for you guys. But you've been patient with me. Thank you. I don't think I'm gonna be able to get help any time soon. Maybe after I'm 18, so no one will know. I wouldn't care if some of my friends would know, but not my family. I know they would love me no matter what, and that if they found out, they'd probably do even more to make me feel loved. But I just do not want them to know.
And what I meant by mental illness was something that could be treated. I think that's what I meant anyway.
Maybe my only problem is hormones and stress and stuff. And if that is the case, then why would I need to go to the doctor?
Thank you for responding.
~element