True story. Or, well, mostly true. That conversation happened several months ago and I don't remember it exactly. But as my favorite English teacher said, "It's not about telling the truth, it's about getting at the truth." Or at least in literature. Don't lie in real life; lying is bad.
This is something I wrestle with on a regular basis. I know that I come from a good home and that people love me. My life really isn't that bad. But knowing those things don't stop the depression and anxiety from happening. Almost three years ago, I got sick of it and asked to be seen by a psychologist. Honestly it was one of the best decisions I have made.
Still, people will get into trying to outdo others with emotional trauma. It makes me sick. A friend on Facebook said something very profound the other day. "Pain is in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes what hurts someone else seems stupid and nonsensical to you, but to that person, the pain is very real and very potent. Never scoff at another person's pain." Few statements have been truer.
I try to be really open about my struggles with depression and anxiety because I want people to realize that it's okay to seek help. You are not alone! You don't have to suffer alone. I know it can be scary when you ask for help, but trust me, it is so worth it. It's not a sign of weakness; it's a sign that you are strong enough to realize that you are important and deserve to be healthy.
Anyway, this is just something that came to my mind today and I thought I'd share it.
Stay strong. You are loved!