Alone and depressed?
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You must be hot and its sooo sexy that you banged both of your therapist..there is nothing wrong with you. Your a gem. Dating you is the same as hitting all 6 numbers and winning the lottery. I can only imagine, Can I be your nest therapist ?
what a piece off *** ! Where can I find a girl like you ?
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http://dailystrength.org/support/mental_...
I've found that reading the Bible and prayer
helps
Leave the guy your with. You need someone who you can talk to and share your feelings with. I can't believe he didn't even do anything for your birthday. What a jerk.
I know you said it's hard for you to make friends, but you really need to try. I think that would help you alot. Start by making small talk with people you work with (wow, can you believe this weather? going anywhere for vacation this summer? etc.). Get to know peoeple, then go from there.
Try to stay positive and look at all of the good things you have in your life. Good luck, and I hope I've helped. :)
I'm not good at making friends either. People really hate me for the outspoken, bow to no one attitude I have. They envy it but cannot do it in fear of having no friends. Basically, they're slaves. They suck up, I do not.
I grew up in a house with 5 girls and two other brothers. Christmas and birthdays stopped for us boys when we reached 6 years of age each. The girls were treated like princesses constantly. They had their own rooms, whereas us boys had the floors.
My father never made a lot of money and he came home miserable to an overweight, complaining wife that gave out his paychecks to her mother. To take the heat off of her she would devise a story about how bad the boys were and he would escort all of us boys to the basement, tearing into us with a hose. The louder we screamed, the harder he hit. If we didn't scream loud enough, he still hit harder.
I have a scar across my stomach where the hose wrapped around me at 11 and ripped me open. My brothers have these across their legs and backs. We were told to do specific chores, even for the girls, or we didn't eat.
The girls ate 3 times a day, and always had lunch money.
Us boys ate 3 to 4 times a week and never had lunch money.
We were called retards, morons, idiots, dummies, dogs, stupid. We went to school and came home in fear. We went to sleep in fear and quickly learned to stay awake. To this day we all suffer from sleep paralysis or insomnia.
My dream of paleontology was shattered by a bored and vindictive mother who wanted her daughters to top all of us. Which to this day the girls are rude and mean to our parents. Imagine the irony.
Us boys were kicked out the day we graduated and told never to come back. The one thing we learned was that our parents, even to this day, are no damn good. We treat all of our children equally without hitting them at all. All except my middle brother. He uses a utility cord. We are ten times the parents they'll ever be. Our mother gets no money or help from us at all. Our wives and children are what matters, not them. Out of all this slavery, all this torture, I found a reason to be happy later. I have two working legs, two working arms, I can walk, talk, think freely, help others at Christmas, draw, sketch, read. You have no idea how happy I am. I am not confined to a wheel chair, crippled, or brain dead. This is all the reason you should need to be happy.
There is more to you than you are admitting. Don't quit. Every day that you wake up and you're still alive, you have been given a second chance.
You have serious problems, and therapy won't work if you have sexual relations with your therapists.
See a psychiatrist for a full evaluation. You may need medication to stabilize you in the short time. It may take years for you to get things together. Seek professional help.
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I recommend searching on-line for the River Ganga Foundation.
John Sherman describes the self inquiry method as medicine.
It's a metaphor.
I recommend that you AVOID PILLS and use them only as a last resort.
My parents were also very harsh to me and I almost died when I was 12 because of my dad always being hot-tempered, my mom insulting me and invading my privacy, and my sister and brother making fun of me when I was upset or depressed about it. My brother would also blame me for whatever awful things they did to me.
We all want life to exactly our way, but it never works out perfectly. We want something but don't get it and it feels as if our lives are ruined. We want people to love us exactly the way we want them too love us, but it hardly ever works out that way. We want perfect peace and joy, but someone is always oppressing us or insulting us or doing so to our friends. We want freedom from pain and old age, but suffering and death comes. So what to do? How can we bear the sadness and misery that fills our lives, how can we escape torment and death?
My advice is to turn to God and embrace his truth no matter how painful. He can do much more than cheer a person up, he change their life for the better, and one day will make it perfect forever, perfectly satisfying you. Try his way if you already haven't already. He changed my life, and no "chemical imbalance" stopped him. On the link below can be found the true and only way to getting eternal life. There is also health information as well as another health guide on the main site in the link on my profile.
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