Bad Night.
I could see the moon, the north star, and lots of stars, in the sky… but i couldn’t find hapiness…
I had a really bad night. I can stand life any more. The “good” news is that, i finally accepted the idea of going to a psychiatre. I’ll mabe have some medicine, and finally be happy again… who knows…
I argued with my parents, again, but today was different, i wasn’t at home, i was at my cousins’ home, in a city i don’t know, especially at night, and i ran out, still.
I don’t know how i did it, but my feet bleed… anyway, its 7am, now, and i just came back home, more depressed than ever.
Two facts : 1) i cann’t wait to have those medicines or whatever.
2) i cann’t stand this place, especially with my familly. I need to come back to paris. i don’t want to see their face, staring at me…
Anyway, life sucks, as usual, but i’m still here… sorry for you guys ^^’
See you…
hey Benji, i’m really sorry you’re feeling so down. i hope you get some good advice and help from your psychiatrist/psychologist.
but remember, these feelings are always worse at night and things are never ever as bad as they seem.
any situation that’s getting you down is only transitory – it *will* pass, and things will get *much* better.
they may not understand you, but i’m sure your parents want the best for you and for you to be happy.
take care, my friend, and look after yourself
torchy!
Seeing a way forward is a really positive step. Medicine is important at the moment, but it’s the talking, to a psychiatrist, therapist or whoever, that makes the difference
Try the psychatrist of la Salpétriere, forgot her name, but she helped me to get thru the times after my Grandma died. But it´s deffo a woman.