Restless Soul

Though I've told you a couple of months ago that I've told my parents and my doctor about my depression. My parents have received paperwork. It's about to be September. I have yet to have help. My depression is weakening me. I feel useless at times. My soul, my heart sometimes can't stand it. I want help. I need help. I'm feeling useless and useless everyday. I'm tired of putting a smile and lift other peoples mood and not being able to lift mine. I don't feel like being on this planet anymore. But what I can I do? I can't do that to myself. I'm tired. I'm really mentally tired. Don't worry fellow readers. I'm not going to do anything to myself. I don't have the balls to do that.

Letter to Myself

Dear Me,

I'm glad you're finally seeking the help that you need. I don't want you to continue on this rough road. I'm tired of seeing you cry by yourself, being sad all the time, losing interest in your hobbies, and distancing yourself from your friends. You need them. They are there to listen no matter what. When you go see the therapist/psychiatrist tell them everything - all your innermost feelings. Don't feel stupid before and afterwards. They're there for a reason. You need someone right now. I don't want you to feel alone anymore. Let that ticking bomb go. You need to lose it before you do something crazy. You can fight this and you will win! Depression is not going to get you, not anymore. We will get through this.

Sincerely & Love,

Your heart, soul, body, and mind.