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#28510
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EdwardNigma ONLINE (01/31/2013) [-]
I fucking hate myself lately. For some reason, the other day, I got really fucking depressed and still am, I'm not eating right and sleeping a lot. It's fucking annoying, and along with that I get this constant weird feeling in my head, which I can describe I guess as a cloud in my head. But a pissed off one thats trying to rip its dick off. Because of this, I also feel like i'm perpetually about to cry, which is a fucking annoying feeling. I don't want to, and I seemingly can't. So what the fuck? My mother doesn't seem to notice the sad part though, she just thinks I'm sick and is probably going to make me get a blood test. And I fucking despise blood tests. "It won't be painful" BECAUSE A FUCKING SHARP ASS STICK OF METAL IN MY ARM SUCKING OUT THE BLOOD ISN'T PAINFUL AT ALL.
See, I WANT to talk to my mother about it, but I don't know how I'd fucking start that kind of conversation, because I'm fucking retarded. So here I sit, feeling like shit and I can't fucking do anything because I'm a fucking idiot. Thanks, brain, you worthless fucking shit.
See, I WANT to talk to my mother about it, but I don't know how I'd fucking start that kind of conversation, because I'm fucking retarded. So here I sit, feeling like shit and I can't fucking do anything because I'm a fucking idiot. Thanks, brain, you worthless fucking shit.
If it was that easy for me, I'd have fucking done it.
I can't fucking communicate with people properly, I haven't been able to since I was fucking born, don't pull that "Just talk" shit. No matter who I talk to, I never know what exactly to say and I fuck up every other sentence.
I can't fucking communicate with people properly, I haven't been able to since I was fucking born, don't pull that "Just talk" shit. No matter who I talk to, I never know what exactly to say and I fuck up every other sentence.
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N. Korean citizen (01/31/2013) [-]
Don't worry, it's normal for autistic children to become depressed.
You say exactly this: "I fucking hate myself lately. For some reason, the other day, I got really fucking depressed and still am, I'm not eating right and sleeping a lot. It's fucking annoying, and along with that I get this constant weird feeling in my head, which I can describe I guess as a cloud in my head. But a pissed off one thats trying to rip its dick off. Because of this, I also feel like i'm perpetually about to cry, which is a fucking annoying feeling. I don't want to, and I seemingly can't. So what the fuck? My mother doesn't seem to notice the sad part though, she just thinks I'm sick and is probably going to make me get a blood test. And I fucking despise blood tests. "It won't be painful" BECAUSE A FUCKING SHARP ASS STICK OF METAL IN MY ARM SUCKING OUT THE BLOOD ISN'T PAINFUL AT ALL.
See, I WANT to talk to my mother about it, but I don't know how I'd fucking start that kind of conversation, because I'm fucking retarded. So here I sit, feeling like shit and I can't fucking do anything because I'm a fucking idiot. Thanks, brain, you worthless fucking shit."
You say exactly this: "I fucking hate myself lately. For some reason, the other day, I got really fucking depressed and still am, I'm not eating right and sleeping a lot. It's fucking annoying, and along with that I get this constant weird feeling in my head, which I can describe I guess as a cloud in my head. But a pissed off one thats trying to rip its dick off. Because of this, I also feel like i'm perpetually about to cry, which is a fucking annoying feeling. I don't want to, and I seemingly can't. So what the fuck? My mother doesn't seem to notice the sad part though, she just thinks I'm sick and is probably going to make me get a blood test. And I fucking despise blood tests. "It won't be painful" BECAUSE A FUCKING SHARP ASS STICK OF METAL IN MY ARM SUCKING OUT THE BLOOD ISN'T PAINFUL AT ALL.
See, I WANT to talk to my mother about it, but I don't know how I'd fucking start that kind of conversation, because I'm fucking retarded. So here I sit, feeling like shit and I can't fucking do anything because I'm a fucking idiot. Thanks, brain, you worthless fucking shit."
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N. Korean citizen (01/31/2013) [-]
You've already said to us what you need to say to someone who can actually help you. Depression is a serious issue, and if it takes writing down that paragraph and reading it like a script to your mother or a psychiatrist, that is what you need to do.
Well then I did what I could the only advice I can give you know is grow a fucking pair of balls and tell someone your issue. You are more than willing to talk about it on a internet forum with complete strangers your feelings but you can't talk about it with some one whose job it is to take care of you right now you are like those facebook losers that post they are upset then don't want to talk about it. In short grow a pair speak up don't like what I had to say well deal with it because coddling isn't always the answer.
"Lets tell the clearly depressed guy hes pathetic!"
You see this? You see that right there? Thats not FUCKING helpful to anyone. I can't fucking get over my social anxiety willy fucking nilly, I can't look any living being in the fucking eyes, I keep to myself, I don't talk to anyone about this shit, I want to, but simply can't find the words, If I try I can guarantee I would freak the fuck out, I wouldn't be able to get a word out. It's easy to talk through text to people I don't know and will never meet, actually talking to people I've known since I was born who's reactions may get way the fuck out of hand and possibly outright end bad, thats another fucking story.
You see this? You see that right there? Thats not FUCKING helpful to anyone. I can't fucking get over my social anxiety willy fucking nilly, I can't look any living being in the fucking eyes, I keep to myself, I don't talk to anyone about this shit, I want to, but simply can't find the words, If I try I can guarantee I would freak the fuck out, I wouldn't be able to get a word out. It's easy to talk through text to people I don't know and will never meet, actually talking to people I've known since I was born who's reactions may get way the fuck out of hand and possibly outright end bad, thats another fucking story.
Im sorry maybe I should coddle you, look I told you what you should do you claim it is to hard we listen up sunny jim the real world ain't sunshine and roses and it will beat you down again and again if you let it but you need to man up and continue to get back up and spit in its the face and tell it you won't give in and by you not wanting to talk about your problem now then you are giving in and letting the real world win
The real world wins either way, so fuck it. Whats the fucking point?
Usually I DO feel better, I fucking USUALLY man up, without talking about it, but I'm DONE, I'm fucking drained at this point, I give. the fuck. up. We get born and we die. Rarely is anyone remembered. If they are, it won't matter eventually. So. Fuck. It. Why bother trying?
Usually I DO feel better, I fucking USUALLY man up, without talking about it, but I'm DONE, I'm fucking drained at this point, I give. the fuck. up. We get born and we die. Rarely is anyone remembered. If they are, it won't matter eventually. So. Fuck. It. Why bother trying?