**10/31/2018 EDIT: Thank you to everyone who responded. I appreciate each and every one of you a lot. Things have gotten a lot better over these past few weeks and it's just really relieving to know I don't really have to pretend anymore about how I feel with you guys. This doesn't mean I'll be posting sob stories or anything like that haha. It just has made me feel a lot more comfortable being on here. So thank you guys for understanding and being there for me.
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Thank you to everyone who responded to the poll I put up recently. If it wasn't already
obvious, I was asking mostly in regards for myself, because there's something I've been wanting to share with a lot of people for a really, really long time. All this time I've been too afraid to post vent art or journals asking for help- announcing my feelings. But I couldn't. At least, not until now.
As a disclaimer, I'm not looking for advice or pity, answers or sympathy. I just want people to know so I feel a little less insane. I feel like I've been hiding the biggest secret from everyone for years and I can't take it anymore. I want people to know what I'm really going through on a day-to-day basis.
Maybe "secret" isn't the best word to describe it. My situation isn't all that unique- I've been dealing with depression just like anyone else, but only recently it's gotten a lot worse, and not a lot of people know that. I tend to bottle up a lot of my emotions and put on a facade that I'm happy and positive around almost everyone who talks to me. Without a doubt in my mind I can guarantee to you that whenever you ask me how I'm doing, I am most definitely lying to you. I don't know how to be the first person to open up about how I'm feeling, and because I'm always feeling so bad to such an intense degree I'm scared of scaring people. I feel close to almost no one. I think that what most people would consider to be friends, are more-so acquaintances for me, which is dangerous when you have thoughts of killing or harming yourself every other day. I'm in my own head when I work, and I work all the time. I have so much I want to tell people in effort to reach out for help but I never can. It got to a point where I literally would feel.. nothing. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Nothing.
I hate that hardly any of my friends know this about me. It makes me feel so alone and so distant. I didn't even tell some of my really close friends until much later because I knew I was falling too deep into my own depressive episodes.
So for those friends of mine who are finding out this way- I'm sorry. I would've told you sooner if I could. To be honest, I didn't even tell my own boyfriend how I was feeling right before I hurt myself- and he was on the phone with me.
It's something I'm still working on, but I felt this was a good step in the right direction.
Recently I also went and saw my doctor to renew my referral to see a therapist- something I've been neglecting to do for a really long time now. While I was there, they gave me some Prozac to try to see if it would help, too. But there's a chance it could only make me feel worse and that scares me. I'm trying to stay optimistic, but if it doesn't work at least I'll have therapy to fall back onto.
Regardless, I'd like to remind everyone that I'm not looking for attention. I just felt like I was living a lie to everyone around me, and I really just wanted to get this off of my chest so I didn't feel like I was going insane with all of my dangerous thoughts kept to myself, so thank you for reading this far- it really means a lot to me.