Mental Weaknesses



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Mental Weaknesses
SkyWarriorcoord March 17, 2014 at 4:31pm
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I pretty much said everything about this piece of writing on my base.

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DarkPegususcool
Heart2
March 17, 2014 at 10:46pm
Wow. Just wow. All this time, I was thinking we were similar. You've talked about your depression and I just responded to it like: "Oh, I'm also depressed. Sky and I share something." I know now that I'm wrong.

The poem I posted was/is about a bout of depression (one of the only two that I can think that I've had) that I was/am going through. I thought that I was being a better person, vocalizing my feelings instead of holding them in like I do. You've made me realize something about those feelings.

If you didn't know, this depression I've been sunk in has mainly been about a girl I dated in high school and my decision to break up with her. The proceeding flak that followed didn't really help. Sure, I still liked this girl, I could deal with that, but place where I thought you and I connected was the fact that we were both being made fun of, mainly.

My friends would pick on me or breaking up with her even after I made it PRETTY OBVIOUS that it bothered me. It was a nonstop ordeal that only made me feel worse. But that's nothing. I can put up with being made fun of. It's been my whole life. I've learned to deal with it. But, one day, I just snapped. I quit hanging out with people and I became an introvert. I hated seeing the people who, weeks ago, I would entrust my life to. But, I'm starting to ramble.

Long story short, I hated my best friends for everything they did. It also didn't help that they picked on me for liking another girl while I was depressed. Hell, the one I hated, and when I say hated, I mean that at times I wanted to kill him, started dating the girl I broke up with. I've mostly come to terms with it, thinking that I've made some big accomplishment. Boy, this changed my mind.

I see that you have truly suffered. My ordeal has been a few months, while yours has lasted for years. I come here and whine about my minor inconveniences. You come here and pour your heart out. I truly feel terrible for how you have been treated, even if I can never know how you felt. This has made me realize how trivial my silly problems are. Sky, remember, if you ever need to talk to someone, I'm probably here. Just ask.
thekingofpillowland
Heart1
March 17, 2014 at 8:19pm
This is bringing tears to my eyes. I'm so proud of you, being able to say, and even write this (In front of a class no less!) because I've gone through similar stuff, I was tormented daily in years 7&8 I fought nearly as much with my family.

I feel like we're almost parallel, at some point in our lives there was a fork in the road and we went in different directions.
I stayed the annoying, talkative, brat. I refused to acknowledge that I had problems in my life, and it made me explode with rage whenever I got upset.

When my problems ceased I blocked the memories of them out. I refused to let that become a part of me, and now I can barely talk about it.

You are so strong.
Sparkleafexc
Heart1
March 17, 2014 at 5:16pm
You poured your heart into these words. It could have been just an assignment, but you made it meaningful, bared your soul to the world. I know everyone else is saying this, but-- I'm proud of you.

Middle school is probably the worst part of school when it comes to friendships and interaction. Kids don't want to play nice anymore, but they change so fast; people who seemed friendly begin to tease us, the quiet kids gossip behind our backs. And there doesn't seem to be a way out.

I'm glad that you were able to communicate with your parents, with your classmates, with your teacher. Sometimes the part that hurts most is that they don't know the pain they cause.

The holes in your 'armor'-- your mental health, your patience, your ease of mind... Everyone has those holes, whether they like to admit it or not, whether they can sense them or not. It takes courage to reveal the holes to others, especially when those holes were caused by others.

As for the present... Sometimes when you feel trapped, the answer will be in talking to others. And sometimes it'll be in the silent comforts, the things you cherish, the stories you want to tell.
This is your senior year, right? You're almost there. You can do it. It won't/doesn't seem possible, it may seem too far away; but it's within reach <: Hang in there. And we'll watch your back always~
Frosticoord
Heart1
March 17, 2014 at 4:44pm
Man, it was really brave of you to talk about this in front of your classmates. It just makes me sad that kids are so cruel... why do people have to treat each other in this way, destroy people's spirits like that?

I respect you for being able to talk about that, and I know you'll be able to grow past that experience. (I feel like you already have, to an extent - but you're only gonna get better from here!)
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