TheRandomPhangirl wrote:Gah I feel so awful for butting in and spilling yet more of my petty problems.
So, recently we (mum and I) went to a mental health therapist at the recommendation of our doctor because I had cycles of feeling completely down in the dumps, then being fine, then being down again. Turns out I have depression. Fan-tucking-fastic. I don't actually know whether I'm annoyed at myself, upset, or plain overreacting, but I'm fourteen years old and I have a bloody mental health problem. People at school already think I'm a weirdo, but if they find out about this...I don't even want to know.
Sorry to hear that you're upset about this, Phan. I've only ever been diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, when I was just a child, and social anxiety, about a year and a half ago, but I also suspect that I have depression, OCD, and a colorful array of other mental disorders. Might just be my hypochondira talking, but still. I've had some close calls due to my 'depression' - I can't believe I even made it out alive. But I am now, and I've had some re-awakenings that have helped to put me on solid ground. It's a very hard thing to deal with, but I have faith that you'll be strong enough to get through it all. I mean, come on - I'm pathetic, but I still survived the antics of my own mind. Don't worry about others finding out, either; how would they, unless you tell them? Maybe they might suspect it, if you're a grumpy person all the time (like me), but first of all, depression as actually quite common, and second, I doubt anybody would make a big deal about it. Remember, if this gets to you, we're always here to support you, but I hope you never need to.
In other unhappy news, one kid from my school (who happens to be a father) and another girl, whom I never met (I have no clue how old she was, what school she went to...I think some people from my school knew her from the career center, a local votech) got into an awful car accident earlier this evening - so bad, actually, that the girl was killed, and that the guy was life-flighted (I think?) down to Pittsburgh with some sort of head trauma or brain damage. They were apparently on their way to/from a tattoo place when a large pickup truck t-boned them, presumably on the passenger side, where the girl was sitting. Like I said, I never knew the girl, and I've only briefly communicated with the guy, but still. That's the second serious accident we, as a community, have had just this week, and the second death of a young person we've had in the past year. Another bad car accident happened during the last couple weeks of school, too. It's weird to think about a person, who's around your age, just...dying. Being gone completely, with no coming back. That could happen to yourself, or a friend, or a family member. Some sudden, random, accidental thing that can take a life away, when minutes before, they were alive and unsuspecting. This had got me all rattled up, especially since I had a freaky dream about my own death last night, which I can't get off of my mind. It's just death in general that I can never seem to understand.
