Saturday, November 28, 2009

My defining moment wasn't a moment at all. During a deadly, lonely depression, I fought everyday to give my life meaning. After 7 months i pulled myself out on my own. Not a single soul helped me. When i was a bubbly fun person i couldnt keep people away, the second i needed them they all disappeared, every single one of them. It defined me because i now know I AM STRONG enough to rely on myself and i no longer put up with bullcrap, I DECIDE who my friends are and wheather they are GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME. It was about time i started to do things for myself and im glad i was able to emerge as a BETTER PERSON from those horrible months.


Anonymous said...

I'm still in deep in those months you endured, and I thank you for sharing your story. I too am finding out that I have no one to pull me out, or that cares enough to. I hope I can find the strength you did and overcome this. I am proud of you and I hope that you continue to inspire others to "hang on" just a bit longer. Sometimes that's all it takes for things to start looking up.

Anonymous said...

to anonymous who posted on nov 30. i am the person who shared the story and what you have just said to me was the most amazing thing anyone has ever said to me. and i feel so sorry because i want nothing more than to be able to help you. i dont know if ull ever read this but i hope u do. If i only had someone, i could have helped myself much earlier so i would like to lend a hand to you. i know sometimes all a person in this type of situation needs is to be able to vent and to have someone around to care enough to listen. id like to listen. my email is and im risking leaving it here in hopes that u will find it. if there is anything u want to say, or ask, or maybe just someone to chat aimlessly with please send me an email.

Anonymous said...

After 7 months i pulled myself out on my own.

Been there done that too! Glad to hear there's more of us out there. :)