I'm due on my period next week my depression goes into meltdown right around this time of the month even though I'm on anti-depressents and usually better than this.
Right now I'm sat in my bedroom sobbing and I need to cut myself I know how weak that is but it is honestly cut myself or kill myself I just need some release.
I just want to be normal so much, I can go a week on my AD's feeling normal even happy then a week before my periods due bang I'm back to being the crazy fucking idiot who can't leave her house without a panic attack and considers suicide pretty much 24-7.
Its not fair, I want to be like everyone else I want to be happy I want to not have to cut myself I want to enjoy my life. I hate hate hate who I am and what I am. Lonely, Afraid, Unable to be happy. What is the honest point of living like this? You'd put an animal down if it was miserable well I'm fucking miserable and yet I still can't pick up that fucking knife and kill myself I'm alone right now its perfect no ones here to stop me so why the fuck can't I do it!
I'll cut myself and I'll think about taking it further but I'll wimp out and I'll just go on being miserable but one of these months I'll snap and then I can finally have some peace.