Waking up feeling like crap is about to fall all over the place, I couldn't get a hold of myself and had to talk to someone. But it was also then that I realized something, that I realized I was depressed.
Not wanting to do anything motivate, not wanting to get out of bed, literally just depressed from the nightmares, from the thoughts, and just from everything.
I decided it was time I do something about it, I call someone about it or something along the line.
I called psychologist office in my school which said to offer services, however they only limited to students that have been taking summer sessions, and cannot offer it to students otherwise.
Then I called the other lines in which were on the school website for off site resources, and came accross a few private clinc in which said to be open at 9am, but nobody picks up the phone for. Okay that's great.
Moving on, I called the national suicide hotline, and first time around, a deep voiced lady rudily just told me to call 221 and find nearby psychologist for help.
I called 221 and it was just la county directory, which is useless, and from the national suicide hotline they said that they'd help locate nearby help if it is wanted but sigh they don't really do their job that well.
Then from there I hung up, and called back at national suicide hotline once more, and this time a nicer lady was on the phone, and younger voice, calmer voice who was willing to listen to my troubles. She was there, didn't talk much but listened.
I told her that despite the fact that there were friends around who are willing to comfort me, it only does the minimal work at the break up because nothing they say really sticks.
You will find someone better.
He doesn't deserve you, you deserve bettter.
Why are you even like this for him? You're better than that.
You are so young, only 20, there are plenty of time to find someone
someone better will come around.
Life is beaitiful, live it.
Do something producitve with your life
Just move on, lets move on together.
Eventually you will get over him, it takes time.
what do you even see in him?
There are many more, but honestly in reality, none of the comforting words help, and she agreed, that at the time of grieving, nothing much like that helps. It just takes time, and all
I told her how it's not fair that he is doing so much better than I am right now, and she told me that guys have different ways of coping, and that just because on the outside he looks all alright doesn't mean that he isn't dying on the inside. But honestly, 9 month of being together yet I still don't know how he feels about me, how his thinking processes are.
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