I know I need to go and ask for help, but it is much easier said than done. I have tried to kill myself once before, four years ago, and I know that I will never try it again. However, I find myself once again slipping into the familiar threads of depression. I try to place myself in the way of friends as much as possible, as to distract myself from self-defeating thoughts, but it isn't enough. I often feel like there is no point in going to a therapist, because I know perfectly well why I am upset, and I am against medication. Still....there could possibly be some benefit to going to a therapist, right? I just don't know how to sum up the courage to say I need one.
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