Depression, or am I dramatic?
Everyday it feels like I'm suffocating in a vacume of cold stale air. If I'm not empty, I'm sad. Sad enough to cry, and I'm a fighter when it comes to tears. If I don't feel overwhelmed with emotion, I'm empty and colld. I don't want to do anything and when I do, I can't concentrate. By that time, my enthusiam to do something goes away. I can hardly sleep at night, falling asleep late, even if I go to bed early. Then waking up five to ten times a night. I used to eat like mad, being a twiggy person and boy could I eat! But now, even when hungry, the thought of food makes me sick. Other times, I'll get hungry and it will imeddiatly fade. I think this is depression, but I fear my parents will dismiss it like everything else. ;'( I've only had suciadal thoughts or thoughts of the world better off without me in painfull situations, which was about a year or two ago. When my grades started plummeting, I knew something was wrong, but I don't know what to do. >:(