sosoCasual Contributor
First post
I don't know where to begin or who I'm writing to. I had a big episode a few days ago where my family got to really witness what a monster I can be, it scares me that I don't even know what I'm capable of.
I just admitted that I needed help and it only gives me relief because I don't have to pretend anymore. I've tried to be strong for so long and letting my family know that I can't do it anymore gave me some sort of relief.
I has a dysfunctional upbringing. My father and mum split when I was young and I guess I always had it in my head that you weren't normal or were missing something if your biological parents weren't together. It's all crap I know but that's how what formed my world view from a young age. My mum met my stepfather who was nothing but a blessing to my life and took me in as his own. He suffered with bipolar disorder (was genetic - my pop, his father took his own life 12 mths before) and took his own life in 2010. From then on I was kind of never the same.
I was medically diagnosed with depression in 2013, had some trials along the way and now I'm here. Sometimes I think I wished this on myself and that my condition is something I created on my own, as a result of my own negative thinking. I also think I'm a coward for not having the strength to end it like my stepfather did.
Right now I'm living and relying on the love of my family, as if I haven't put them thru enough!
I hope someone else knows how I feel.
-S