To everyone that keeps accusing me of not trying,
First of all, mind yer own business. Second of all, if you like me support me and understand I have reasons for my choices. If you can't do that read the first sentence again.
All i've done for the past half of my life is try. I've tried more than most people. And i've also failed and succeeded more than most people, so for anyone to lecture me about “trying” is ironic and irritating as hell.
Instead of understanding there are always underhanded comments stating that it is your fault. “you suffer from depression and anxiety? Are you eating right?” or “what medications are you on” or “do you see a therapist?”…yea, no those things never crossed my mind. Not a fucking one!
I have been going to a psychiatrist for the past 12 years straight, not missing an appointment. And i've tried drugs, stayed on two, but what I have also allowed myself to endure is great disrespect and dehumanization from my psychiatric facility for over a decade. I've been lied to, misinformed, disrespected and wrongly accused of things by “doctors”.
I've tried more then you'll ever comprehend, and while your judgments hurt me, I am used to them. But you can all get fucked if you're going to try and make me feel responsible for the anxiety and depression that I feel.
I will no longer talk about it. I will not tell you what drugs I am on or was offered and refused. I will not tell you what is going on anymore. I will not tell you I hurt and have trouble in life. In the end it's your loss really. I'm far too interesting and weird as a person to not want to be friends with. Not to mention I know how to unconditionally love my friends and not judge them.
Me, not trying?!?! nuts to that!