Clinically Clueless writes so well. This is another thought I am stealing from them and expanding on it a little.
I have a name, remember me and not my illness. My name is not, "depression." Please don't whisper anymore when you think I'm not listening or spread gossip behind my back or back away from me and pretend you don't see me. Please try to understand and help me. If you don't want to help, at least, don't make it worse by making me feel "different," unseen, worthless or like I'm a failure. Remember, there are at least 18 million of us. One of them might be you.
Psycho Says: My name is also not "bipolar disorder," nor is it "borderline personality disorder." It is not "OCD." It is not "hoarding disorder." It is not "self injury." It is not "weirdo" or "loser." It is not "cutter." It is not "suicide attempt." I AM A PERSON!!!! I AM A HUMAN BEING!!!! I am a human being that is hurting very badly due to being thrown away like garbage time and again. I know I am not like other people. I know I will never be pretty or fun or thin or popular. I will never be loved. I guess I will never even be liked. But every now and then someone acts like they accept me and then that person becomes meaningful to me. Then when they abandon me it is all the worse.
I hate myself more than you could ever hate me, I guarantee it.
2 comments:
I hate you former friend for throwing me away. I trusted and liked you. I believed in you. You are a very cruel person. I know you will never be sorry for what you did but I am sorry for you for having no heart.
Thank you for quoting me and linking back to me. I don't mind as long as you credit me. Thank you for such a compliment. I am really sorry that you are hurting so much...tell thoses thoughts to "shut up."...they are not true!!
take care,
CC
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