Who Matters?
This is a blog post that scares me. But I've been contemplating for weeks on how to write it. Because it needs to be written. Why? I feel an incredible need to make sure people don't feel alone in their trials. Please bare with me if this is ill written, this is a huge act of courage on my part to write this. Suicidal thoughts are something I'm very familiar with. I hate saying that. It's such a hell like state to be in. It's something that people hate admitting. But also something NO ONE talks about. Because it's a VERY serious and scary topic. This title may seem completely off topic for this post but it actually is what this post is all about. I have suffered with depression my whole life. At times I have been a master at hiding it. Others it might as well be written on my forehead. I can remember some dark times dating back to 12 years old when I was severely bullied in my young womens. ...