Depression - Teen Support Group
Teen depression is marked by persistent sadness, discouragement, loss of self-worth, and loss of interest in usual activities. Depression can be a temporary response to many situations and stresses. Teens may be more susceptible to depression due to the normal maturation process, the stress associated with it, and conflicts with parents as they become more independent.
Someone once told me that suicide attempt victims whom survive never try again. They appreciate life. In my case, I honestly believe that to be entirely and utterly false. I've now attempted suicide 7 times, once of them close enough to actually dying that I'm honestly curious as to why I'm still alive. This most serious case being a massive overdose on quite too many medications. Somehow, despite no hospitalization [parents were gone for the weekend] I was fine...after a while.
Despite all of this, I still constantly think about killing myself. A lot has happened in the last year, and it's made my already bad condition even worse. I feel completely numb and I keep asking the people I trust to give me a REASON to keep living. Right now I'm alive to draw breath, and I see no other reason.
I'm unsuccessful in anything I do. I have quite a few friends, but I don't trust but two of the mass, and I am sure the feeling is mutual. A lot of people hate me, because I'm a eccentric [Popularly grouped into Gothic, but honestly I'm just morbid with a twisted fetish towards metal and black] gay teen at a college full of conversative douchebags.
I wrote about four more paragraphs about how horribly my life is going right now...then realized that whoever reads this will probably just skim over it, not truly understand the point of all of it, and say that I'm crying over nothing. So...my speal ends here.
I'm going to die...eventually...I think. Most likely at my own hand.
Despite all of this, I still constantly think about killing myself. A lot has happened in the last year, and it's made my already bad condition even worse. I feel completely numb and I keep asking the people I trust to give me a REASON to keep living. Right now I'm alive to draw breath, and I see no other reason.
I'm unsuccessful in anything I do. I have quite a few friends, but I don't trust but two of the mass, and I am sure the feeling is mutual. A lot of people hate me, because I'm a eccentric [Popularly grouped into Gothic, but honestly I'm just morbid with a twisted fetish towards metal and black] gay teen at a college full of conversative douchebags.
I wrote about four more paragraphs about how horribly my life is going right now...then realized that whoever reads this will probably just skim over it, not truly understand the point of all of it, and say that I'm crying over nothing. So...my speal ends here.
I'm going to die...eventually...I think. Most likely at my own hand.
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
But...I don't know why I'm telling any of you people this. I tried to kill myself again last night...once more unsuccessfully. Maybe I don't REALLY want to die, or else I'd do it straightforward. I'm OCD about things being elegant and beautiful...so I keep trying to kill myself beautifully. And it fails...
But when I had a dream after passing out last night, a very interesting one. When I woke up this morning I was in an oddly happy mood. For some reason...it feels like I've reformed a tiny bit of my emotions and for a day I've been happy. That sucks. Cause happiness always dies away and the empty darkness seems deeper and more consuming after these periods of light.
After 5 years of no improvement...only worsening conditions...I'm continuously wondering if there is any point. What's the purpose?
Here I see and 18yr old and a 15yr old, with all the troubles of the world on their shoulders it seems.
Listen guys, you both have all your lives ahead of you, you cannott get to the ripe old ages of 18 and 15 and think you have no chance in this life. I know you both think that there is no solution to your problems, but there is always a solution, suicide is a long term solution for a short term problem. Ive heard gagne say that all that stops him is how it will devestate his family. Dead right it will devastate your family! I know a woman, who went into her daughters bedroom one day to see her hanging by a cord.This woman has never got over the loss,and being a mother I know if anything happened liked that to my kids, Id never get over it.I realize there are parents out there that dont care about their kids as they should.I count myself lucky that Im "in tune" with both my teens.They know they can come to me, anytime with anything.
The problems you experience now I assure you are resolvable. Your at the age where your "coping Mechanism" isnt fully functional, and the only solution you see, is get out of it. Your young men, you have every oportunity to make your lives successful
and happy.
Sitting behind the computer wallowing in your own misery is not going to cut it, you have to put on that smile, get out there, socialize and find some GOOD friends. Someone that is there for you, wont let you down, will support you in your times of need.
You need to find someone that looks at the positives in your lives, picks you up when your're down,laughs with you when your happy.
Ill remind you both of something that I know to be true, taking an overdose of pills, will NOT make you just go to sleep nicely, and sedate you so that you will never wake up again. The TRUTH of an overdose is this... Your body will go into siezure, if you are found and taken to hospital, you may be lucky to come out of it with a life. OR you could end up mentally or pysically disbled, or in a coma for weeks or years. So please, please think about your actions, there is always someone that cares, please give those out there that care about you a chance.
There is people on this site that care, and we're here for you guys on DS.
All you have to do is reach out, get it off your chest and try to move on ok?
Afriel )))))))))