Depression Support Group
Depression is a real and debilitating condition that is often misunderstood by family and friends. Its meaning can range from a prolonged period of sadness to an actual mental illness with specific symptoms. Find and share experiences with others who are going through the same struggles.
my elderly cat will maybe be put to sleep this month, with me worrying if i'll have the money for it. Considering my lowlife parents wasted money on their fellow lowlifes, but not me, I should have taken care of the little money I did have.
my evil mom would act like a big shot by getting new living room or kitchen furniture at least once a year, if not 2 or 3 times, with her giving the old stuff away, especially to her sister/my aunt who seemed to always be around for a hand-out. My bedroom didn't even have a carpet, but the cheap oilcloth that is only sold now in 3rd world countries.
I have rotted teeth---from age 12----cause my boozing mom rarely made meals; I had suger frosted flakes for breakfast lunch dinner.
no friends for me; my evil mom would bad mouth me, to all kind of lowlifes, with they and their kids ten times worse than me, so I became a semi-reclusive, even in my teens.
After my worthless dad killed himself, I was stupid enough to sign over to my evil mom my money from my dad's insurance----with my evil mom then loaning it to my back-stabbing friend. they went to court, and I became the scapegoat, though I never did know what was going on.
Fate: if I wasn't still the recluse my evil mom and idiot dad wanted me to be, I would have kept this secret. But, all I have for friends and family is my half dead cat.
"the cruelest lies are told in silence"----Charles dickens.
(mike, in carbon county)
my evil mom would act like a big shot by getting new living room or kitchen furniture at least once a year, if not 2 or 3 times, with her giving the old stuff away, especially to her sister/my aunt who seemed to always be around for a hand-out. My bedroom didn't even have a carpet, but the cheap oilcloth that is only sold now in 3rd world countries.
I have rotted teeth---from age 12----cause my boozing mom rarely made meals; I had suger frosted flakes for breakfast lunch dinner.
no friends for me; my evil mom would bad mouth me, to all kind of lowlifes, with they and their kids ten times worse than me, so I became a semi-reclusive, even in my teens.
After my worthless dad killed himself, I was stupid enough to sign over to my evil mom my money from my dad's insurance----with my evil mom then loaning it to my back-stabbing friend. they went to court, and I became the scapegoat, though I never did know what was going on.
Fate: if I wasn't still the recluse my evil mom and idiot dad wanted me to be, I would have kept this secret. But, all I have for friends and family is my half dead cat.
"the cruelest lies are told in silence"----Charles dickens.
(mike, in carbon county)
And, what does a job do? I am not sure how a job or work does anything for someone in a slump?
You do know there 9:36:54 that when a year of mondays jumps ur ass that U are jumped and just have 2 deal with it...!
So go ahead pen how at the moon, cuz U do know I howl with you....no not as actually there...fuck'n metaphorically though...
WWWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When pain from parents go from physical to emotional and vice versa, the damage can be very hard to get out of. However, I believe you are strong enough to do it. With lots of love and support, anything is possible. Hugs GB