Well, I wrote about my problem in another forum and someone sugested that I should write about it here.. Maybe it's pointless, but anyway.
I've been depressed for about 5 years now (I'm 15) and I don't even know why. I can't remember anything that was wrong with my life when I was younger. The only thing I can think of is when i was 6 years old and was terrified of death. I couldn't accept the fact that when you die you're.. well, dead. That there's no comming back. Other than that, I was happy, always had friends and nice parents. I only meet my father about 4 days every month but honestly, I don't care.
When I got 10 I started to hate school, I could start crying in the morning whitout really knowing why, I just felt so sad. I only had one really close friend and it has always been like that. One close friend. Now, my close freind is the third that I've had and I'm terrified that she's going to leave me.
Last year I didn't meet anyone outside of school. I got really depressed, wondering what the f*ck was wrong with me. I seriuosly started to concider to kill myself. Why would I keep on tormenting myself with this pathetic life? Two times I went to the railway that is very close to where I live. I stood there crying, because I couldn't do it. I didn't even have the strength to end it.
Two years ago I started to scratch my wrist, whenever I felt sad, until it started to bleed. It was like an instinct, I deserve to get hurt. Then I started to use a needle too. I held it in a flame then I pressed the hot needle in my wounds. A couple of months ago I got a razor and started to cut. I hide the scars cause I'm ashamed of them.
Latley, I've been feeling like a zombie. I don't care about anything. I can't see a reason to live but I can't kill myself. There's a very small part of me that hopes that it will just go away. But then I start to think. 5 YEARS? How can I know that there won't be 10 years? Or 15?
I'm starting to get desperate.
Also, my friend is very depressed and cuts too. But she has much "better" reason to feel bad and I'm so ashamed when I see her scars. She can get very mad (I guess she's sad at the same time but she never show that) and say things that make me want to kill myself. Sometimes she make me cut myself cause I hate myself even more when she is angry.
But without her I have NO ONE and i can't go back to being that lonley again. I would just break down.
I'm so empty right now.. i feel NOTHING. Why am I like this?? Why can't I feel? i want to be happy, I want to like to go out and have fun. Instead I think "Why should I go out? Do you think they care anyway?"
Whem I'm out with friends I don't think "We" it is "I and Them". If guys look at us or start to talk I think "Shut up, they're talking to Them, not to you, you loser."
Does anyone else feel like this? Will it ever go away? I really don't want to talk to anyone, I feel too embaresed.
I have to make this go away..