Why do I still continue feeling this way?
I had my first panic attack on Sunday, and I have been devastatingly depressed ever since. I don't know why; I have a home, food, books, and friends. What reason do I have to be depressed?
Do I have daddy issues?
Am I a typical stuck up bitch who just needs to put on her big girl panties and deal with it?
Should I just think about those who have it worse?
Do I need to get a sense of humour?
Should I ditch my anti- depressants and try working out or eating more vegetables?
Is God punishing me from something?
Here's something I have realised; it's a waste of time trying to be cured. I still haven't experienced the worst pain of my life, it never gets better, I will never amount to anything, no one will ever love me for what I am, and one day I will die and be gone for eternity.
Do I have daddy issues?
Am I a typical stuck up bitch who just needs to put on her big girl panties and deal with it?
Should I just think about those who have it worse?
Do I need to get a sense of humour?
Should I ditch my anti- depressants and try working out or eating more vegetables?
Is God punishing me from something?
Here's something I have realised; it's a waste of time trying to be cured. I still haven't experienced the worst pain of my life, it never gets better, I will never amount to anything, no one will ever love me for what I am, and one day I will die and be gone for eternity.