I am depressed. I'm serious. I'm not doing this to get attention or whatever. I'm just too depressed, I can't even talk to anybody. It's bad enough I get verbally abused by a stepmother suffering from so much PTSD that she couldn't even care less if I have autism or not. She keeps believing she's in a fantasy where she's right all the time. She constantly yells at me and my dad (And don't even get me started on when she drinks too much alcohol). I even got hit by her. FOUR times, I might add! If my stepmother doesn't find a way to correct her attitude to be more positive instead of negative, I fear it's going to lead her down a dark path.
Good news is, she's been getting better. She hasn't been drinking too much and my dad is planning on getting her some counseling, especially since he left a month ago, long story about what happened. I've even been seeing a doctor and started taking anti-depressants to help me get better. And I still hope things will get better. I'm just sick and tired of being unhappy all the time. Besides, I can't leave my family because I have nowhere else to go. My biological mother left me when I was two years old and is now living in Florida where she'll probably stay for the rest of her life for all I care. As Wesley Snipes once said to Robert De Niro in the 1996 movie, The Fan (Long story about that movie) ... I just stopped caring.
Would any of you like to go through what my family and I've been going through for the last 20 years? Think about it! Or does anyone even care about mental health anymore?
Update: I'm sorry, everyone, but I think I should take some time off until I start feeling a little better. I can't even think about story writing because of my emotions spiraling out of control. So, until further notice, y'all are on your own.
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11 May 2024 23:46 CEST
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