The Loneliness and Anxiety
Depression is something that shows itself differently for everyone. There is no one person, or one story, or one experience that can make someone universally understand truly how depression alters the lives of those of us who suffer from it. I can’t make anyone understand how it is for everyone, but I can tell you how it alters my life, and maybe that will help people understand how all-encompassing it really is.
Im dealing with some issues with my family, everytime i try to explain to them my feelings they always say oh you think you know everything or they make me the bad person for feeling this way, i feel locked up , i cant say anything because everytime i do they make it worse, they over react to the littlest of things.I feel lonely, i only have God by my side, i cry alot because im under so much pressure from anxiety and depression, and i know if i talk to them i will be wrong for it, they put everything out in the spot, privacy is not a thing to them, i cant talk to certain people because ill get in trouble and i hide them because they wont listen.
You know that feeling you have in your gut when you are about to and/or really need to cry. While that is what it is like. All the time. I could be laughing and having a great time playing games and talking to online friends, and yet in the back of my mind I feel more alone than ever and I just want to curl up into fetal position and cry. But I never can. I can’t go home and cry and then feel better, because it’s not like there is something to cry about, or really anything to be sad about. And it isn’t really sadness. It is complete solitude. It’s when my brain tells me that I am alone, that I can’t be loved, that no one really wants me around, and worst of all that no one will understand me.
God helps those who help themselves, not all people... not even family can help you 😥
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You know that feeling you have in your gut when you are about to and/or really need to cry. While that is what it is like. All the time. I could be laughing and having a great time playing games and talking to online friends, and yet in the back of my mind I feel more alone than ever and I just want to curl up into fetal position and cry. But I never can. I can’t go home and cry and then feel better, because it’s not like there is something to cry about, or really anything to be sad about. And it isn’t really sadness. It is complete solitude. It’s when my brain tells me that I am alone, that I can’t be loved, that no one really wants me around, and worst of all that no one will understand me.
God helps those who help themselves, not all people... not even family can help you 😥
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