Its been several months since I beat my depression now but nothing ever gets better, every day feels the same im stuck in the closet because alot of my friends are homophobes. My parents make it worse be just being as mentally abusive as always. I always helped people get over their depression but i never feel like i did a good thing i feel like i always make mistakes. Ive been wanting to hurt myself again for weeks now but luckily i havent so far. Everything is just stressing me out rn i never get a „thank you“ for anything like im expendable or something. I get no appreciation for anything because everybody around me is so toxic and i just dont know what to do. Im just so paranoid now that people think badly of me and im too scared to talk in public chats. I really want to keep helping people but its also having a mental toll on me but i should care about the others first, i dont want anybody to die because i couldnt be there
#Im sick of everything
long pasture
brittle latch
Hey, I’ll be the first to thank you in a while.
Thank you for having the courage to ask for help, you’re very important and you deserve to receive help and I hope that in some way (if you’re comfortable speaking to me,) I can help ease some of the burden of life. I know talking doesn’t fix everything, but it can honestly just help to have a genuine friend and I want to be that genuine friend for you!