I don't feel I can be totally honest about my depression and how awful and inedequate I feel with my friends that have never experienced it themselves. I have tried to talk to them about it but they seem to get embarassed or it feels like they want me to cheer up and get a grip. Not that they are uncaring people - I just think they don't know how to deal with all my dark thoughts and odd behaviour etc. It seems very sad that I can't rely on them to accept me for how I am and be there for me. Is this anyone else's experience? My brother totally understands me but then he had a breakdown some years ago.
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