Depressed? Insane? Options

[Wurlon]

Ever feel so depressed and insane that you sometimes question whether you are dreaming or the swirling world around you is a grim reality? I really can't tell anymore... every passing day brings more proof of my insanity and I keep feeling a rage.. to do something. I worry whether its for good or bad.

Help? No one seems to believe me or understand me anymore. Maybe I should just take a whole bottle of Advil and get my wretched existence over with. God turns his cheek to me.

[Dantrag]

Well, I've avoided posting in this thread for quite a while, mainly because I don't want to sound abrasive or rude, but I now feel I have to.

Just from reading your posts, I gather that you just want to wallow in your puddle of self-pity all the while making excuses so that you don't have to clean it up. And that's assuming that your depression is real. (I'm not saying that it isn't, but I know plenty of people that act depressed just to make people feel sorry for them) You say you want better relationships with people, but you aren't willing to do your part. You want your sister to be nice? A good starting point would be not referring to her as a 'witch'. Relationships are two-sided.

I'm not saying that it's totally your fault, but if you want to change something, you have to be willing to put forth some sort of effort.

When I was fourteen, I was just starting high school. It was a huge transition because I had just moved to a new town, and because I had just decided to quit homeschooling as I had done all my previous years. It was terrible to begin with. I had no friends, I was just the new kid. So I spent my time getting good grades and it was about this time that I picked up the guitar. It gave me something fun to do, and passed the time. Pretty soon, that gave me a way to connect with one of my best friends; we both played guitar. But even when I was still friendless, I wasn't particularly sad. To this day I consider freshman year my best. Sure, I only had a couple friends, but I had some of the best times of my life just with them.

Just stop thinking so much about how bad life is, and think about what's good in it. For the longest time, my good thing was guitar, and I'm sure you have one too.