This thread is very necessary for me. I just got out of a hospital after three days and being diagnosed with deep depression. I tried to take my life on tuesday and have been inside since yesterday afternoon. While most of what they told me inside I already knew whether it was about treating it or me actually having it, it was an amazing experience just to realize what's really happening. Being in there and talking to people in a similar situation and realizing im not alone even when I felt it all along did something to me. Plus realizing my friends actually do care when I thought I was always a burden opened my eyes too. Not sure if it was the meds or I actually did change in there but when I got out I felt new. Sure Im still not where I want to be but I know I can get there... eventually. My cute ass social worker told me something amazing that struck a chord with me. HOPE = Hold On, Pain Endsdamn bubs, i respect the honesty . . good to still have u around fam
Still trying to get myself in that positive mental state when Im used to just downtalking myself all day every day.