dannyboy65
Well-known member
I'll be honest I don't even know why I write on here anymore. I'm at a point where I just have to accept my mental illness will get worse and worse by day till the day I die, be that suicide or natural. All I know is my life will be agony, although I have a great life my own mind has destroyed me. I stopped being myself months ago and I don't see me getting back to the old me. I tried so many things to help. Exercise, therapy, pills, positive attitude, social life, etc.... Yet none of it worked. For **** sakes I was even put in the hospital for a week and what did they do? They locked me in a ****ing room and left me there while drugging me. I then reach out for help from a doctor and he doesn't even listen to me and he just gives me pill after pill waiting for a miracle to happen. I've been taking them like they want me too, I've been doing everything. At this point the only thing that lives that I have emotions for is my cat, just cause he can't talk back.