thinking...

every once in awhile my mom comments that she thinks i should go on a med. wash...i always say i'll think about it and then dismiss the idea, because that's INSANE.....i saw my psychiatrist and she said that that was crazy....she said to remind my mom how bad i was doing and how i'm doing now.....as i was driving home i was thinking about how bad i have been....i've been able to pinpoint when the depression started and everything but i don't understand why i snapped so harshly-if that makes sense.....like how did i come to cut myself and want to kill myself??? i remember my childhood and it was pretty good.....i don't understand why i became depressed and how i came to have all these mental health issues.....luck of the draw i guess