A Word Of Advice For People Struggling With Self Hate And Depression, Because I've Been Through It Too

A word of advice for people struggling with self hate and depression, because I've been through it too

Don't insult yourself. This may seem really simple to some people. To others, they may be thinking 'easier said than done' and just assume it's impossible. When I moved in with my aunt I was struggling really bad with depression and self hatred. It had gotten to the point where when I even walked past a mirror I would turn my head the other way, because I just couldn't stand to see myself. I would also insult myself all the time, out loud. I'd drop something and be like "oh you're so clumsy!" Or mess up and be like "what an idiot..." if I did something wrong and my aunt asked me about it, or why I did it, my response would be "because I'm stupid." Or something derogatory like that. My aunt has a daughter who went through depression, so she knew what was going on. She started scolding me for insulting myself, saying "don't say that!" Or "no you're not! You just made a mistake!" And wouldn't let me tell her stuff like that, so I wasn't able to insult myself in front of her. Even if I said it in my head, I had to watch myself and not say it out loud, so I wouldn't get scolded. It became a habit to watch what I said I stopped insulting myself out loud all together. I'm not going to say it's easy, and it's even harder to stop thinking that kind of thing, but if ever you mess up, or are just feeling down, and find yourself talking about yourself, don't. Hold it in, don't say it, go get a drink, or chew some gum, or do something to keep your mouth busy, just don't say it out loud. I'm telling you this helps so much and I became so much happier. It was just one of the many steps it took towards recovery. I still struggle, and sometimes I find myself trying to insult myself again, but I just always think of my aunt telling me not to, and hold it in. If you don't have an aunt, or someone to look up to like that, if you don't have someone to tell you that, then I'm here. Remember what i said. Don't insult yourself. It's pointless and hurtful. You can get through this. Lift your chin a little :)

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J2 | Pittcon 2018 [vid: SPNConGirl]

The boy laughs, looking at you. His eyes are cruel, mocking, “Yeah, if you're a coward. We have a tally, see who can kill the most enemies.” Your lips twist, “That's sick.” He smirks, shrugging, “Not for me.” You shake your head and slowly get up, “Do you have a phone on you?” The boy looks suspicious, “Yeah, why?” “Just making sure you can get a hold of someone.” You slowly walk off, wishing you would have never went looking for him.

You're still crouched down behind the trash can when the police show up. There's been gunshots going off down the ally. You gasp, "there's a boy in there! Hes-he's a teenager. He ran into the ally and I think he got shot..." tears spring to your eyes, but don't fall. You don't like him, but that doesn't mean you want him to die.... the police disappear down the ally, leaving you in the street with the rest of the people. You're glued to the spot. You cant leave until you know no one was killed at least...

Unless you're a flat earther...

The closest thing in front of you is the furthest thing behind you.

Btw this story skips time. Each new post will usually skip some time. You've been warned.