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Warning - Long-ass post :tongue:
Wow. We're so alike, we could be twins.:tongue:
I've always had a hard time being happy. I tried looking on the bright side of things, which never seemed to work.
People would always come to me if they needed to talk. Why? I don't know. I guess it was because I listened... maybe because I gave support... maybe because I could say "I've been there."
A few years back I had a friend. No, we never met. Yes, we only knew each other through MSN and a forum we were both a member of, which is how we "met." A lot of you might laugh at me and say it wasn't real friendship, but it was. Yes, that's all it was. Nothing more. We could talk to each other. We opened up to each other. We told each other things we've never told anybody else. And yes, she was depressed, as was I at the time. She was put in an institution in November of 2003, where she stayed until February the next year.
Yes, we were close friends. Until one day, after she got out, she said she didn't want to talk to me anymore. After talking for 2 years.
She was the only one I could ever open up to. I told her more than I told my family and friends... what few friends I had left at the time. After we stopped talking, I started talking to people from here. Because I was alone. Yes, I felt truly alone. I was in a city with no friends. I have a hard time making friends. Maggie's the only person who kept me sane during that time. Kept me from losing it completely and going on a killing spree.:tongue:
I guess I thought I found the missing ingredient in my life then. But some things are not what they seem.
Now, I have Sina. She's the one I can talk to now. And, for those who doubted us, we have met up. And we will meet up many times in the future, and get married and live happily ever after ect ect.:tongue:
I guess what I'm really trying to say, is it helps to have somebody to talk to. Somebody who you can trust. I've always had a hard time trusting people, which is why I don't even really talk to my family.
Whether it be a therapist, a counsellor, who I've been seeing for the past few months, or just a good friend. It helps. And there's no shame in seeking therapy.
Wow. We're so alike, we could be twins.:tongue:
I've always had a hard time being happy. I tried looking on the bright side of things, which never seemed to work.
People would always come to me if they needed to talk. Why? I don't know. I guess it was because I listened... maybe because I gave support... maybe because I could say "I've been there."
A few years back I had a friend. No, we never met. Yes, we only knew each other through MSN and a forum we were both a member of, which is how we "met." A lot of you might laugh at me and say it wasn't real friendship, but it was. Yes, that's all it was. Nothing more. We could talk to each other. We opened up to each other. We told each other things we've never told anybody else. And yes, she was depressed, as was I at the time. She was put in an institution in November of 2003, where she stayed until February the next year.
Yes, we were close friends. Until one day, after she got out, she said she didn't want to talk to me anymore. After talking for 2 years.
She was the only one I could ever open up to. I told her more than I told my family and friends... what few friends I had left at the time. After we stopped talking, I started talking to people from here. Because I was alone. Yes, I felt truly alone. I was in a city with no friends. I have a hard time making friends. Maggie's the only person who kept me sane during that time. Kept me from losing it completely and going on a killing spree.:tongue:
I guess I thought I found the missing ingredient in my life then. But some things are not what they seem.
Now, I have Sina. She's the one I can talk to now. And, for those who doubted us, we have met up. And we will meet up many times in the future, and get married and live happily ever after ect ect.:tongue:
I guess what I'm really trying to say, is it helps to have somebody to talk to. Somebody who you can trust. I've always had a hard time trusting people, which is why I don't even really talk to my family.
Whether it be a therapist, a counsellor, who I've been seeing for the past few months, or just a good friend. It helps. And there's no shame in seeking therapy.