My original name is Angelica.But most call me Jell.I have been diagnosed with depression.Bipolar also runs in my family,so I preety much have a good chance of being bipolar too.I hide my depression, just like I hide the cuts.i diddnt stop cutting though, and ive become a very compulsive skin picker.=/ Everyone around me says I have no reason to be depressed,and no reason to cut but when you've heard lies for years and years and years, you lose faith and hope that anything will change and ppl will just keep telling lies.Thats not the only problem or factor though, theres alot more contributing to my being depressed.And how can you love someone,like family for example,when all they do is lie and stab you in the back? you can trust no one.I guess my problem morely comes from bad genes.I also feel as if everything thats happens is my fault.Even though sometimes it's not;everything seems to lead back to me though.
.....but I finally got therapy ;D
**theres nothing like a trail of blood to help you find your wayy back home.**
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