thelonely1,
You never have to apologize, on this forum, for being depressed or for writing about your depression. Most of us know that this is the one place where we can talk about almost anything/everything.

Your promise to let us know if you are in any type of danger of hurting yourself brings much relief. Honestly, there are numerous people here who are reading your posts, thinking and praying for you, and wanting to help in any way that we are able. Many of us continue to survive because of the care and support that we get from members of this forum.

from my *heart,
reyn

Tonight I was feeling even more depressed than usual. It was just one of those days where I couldn't stop bad feelings from swirling in my mind; I'm worthless, hopeless, etc. I was almost certainly going to have another horrible panic attack, which would have in turn led to more overwhelming suicidal thoughts.

Then when I got online I saw that (((Blue))) appreciated a post I left her, and it made all the bad thoughts go away, like maybe I made some small difference in someone elses' life. And just maybe the next time I'm feeling sad and desperate I'll be able to think about that and smile.

Hopefully when you read this Blue, you'll feel a little better too, because you'll know how much you helped someone in need, and you can know without a doubt that you are truly important to someone.


~ L1

And that's why I love this place so much! We are a "family" and there is a circle of love.

WOW... am I ever happy that you found Blue's words to you dear lonely1!


and don't it feel good?

Oh...I don't like Halloween. As if all the stupid college students needed another reason to get drunk.... As a matter of fact, this is the one year aniversery of the day my best, and only, friend decided that being drunk was more important than being my friend. Then she made a bunch of new friends and together they're just one big, happy, drunken family.... and left me to spiral deeper into misery.

I'm probably exaggerating about her drinking, but then again she never talks to me so how the hell would I know. Either way it still hurts that the person I care about most never even thinks about me....

Aw,

I dont know how to start this post... Im very touched...

Call it a miracle... call it a coincidence... (spelling ?)... I was feeling tired, so, I just came here and was checking quickly the site... I was leaving when suddenly "something" or "someone" made me re-check this forum... That same "thing" or that same "person" or magic power made me open precisly this thread... and I find thelonely's post...

Yes dear thelonely... you saved me... you made me feel way better I felt blessed for your post, but, I feel even more blessed now that I found out, you felt better too...

How magical this is !? how wonderful is this ??

We dont know who are we "working" for... We find magic in life when we less expect it... aw... how swee is that...

Dont you love this miracles ? this mysteries of life... wow....

Hopefully what I wrote make sense... It's difficult to express my feelings sometimes... and in english, even more difficult...

Love for all and, Im here for you thelonely (and everybody else !) anytime...

Oh Blue....

I know exactly what you are talking about, and I agree completely. It's amazing how fate, or God, or coincidence, (whatever you want to call it) works. Kind of makes you feel like you have a guardian angel reaching out and guiding you when you need it most...

I'm glad you found my post, and I'm glad it helped you. It makes me feel apreciated, something I'm not used to feeling.



~L1

((((((((((thelonely1)))))))))



Thinking about you...

I feel kinda bad for not posting anything for a while. It's not because I don't care about you guys anymore, I just have nothing to contribute. There is never any news to be heard about me. Every day is more pointless than the last. No activities, no contact with loved ones, (or anyone at all). Every morning I dread the time when I have to get up, and the rest of the day is spent wishing it was late enough to go to bed. Music, movies, TV.....everything somehow finds a way to make me hate life a little more, or reminds me of why I hated it in the first place. Every little tiny task seems to take all my effort. I usually don't even start; the outcome is hardly worth the effort.

I can't think about the future because I don't want the future to come. The only time I feel hopeful is when I'm hoping I wont wake up tomorrow, or hoping I'll die in a car accident on the way to work, and of course, I'm always dissapointed when I end up alive and healthy, (phisically anyway). Sometimes I wish I would get sick, if only because then someone might give me some attention, I could hold their interest for a minute or two before they forget I exist.

But I never do, I continue to live, physically healthy, emotionaly broken, unnoticed, unwanted, and alone. For one pointless day after another.....

L1, you are not unnoticed, unwanted, and alone! I came back tonight to check on how you're doing. Please keep writing to us here, okay?

((L1))