It's sad when i feel like i cant even confide in my own family, as i know the shit will just be thrown back in my face telling me to just get over myself and that i need to get off my high horse. there have been so many things racing through my mind and even when i think i can ask for help to get over this 'problem' i feel i have no one i can talk to. I've never resorted to drugs ive never contemplated death. so does that mean everything is okay? no, i would never resort to that just to reach out for help. Hell even as i write this, i think that nobody will even bother to read it. Its sad that i find easier to write this on a website away from my family,except my sis. She may be a pain in the ass sometimes for me, but damn it she may be the only one who will understand, who may even be able to pull me out of my depression that i found myself in. that is if she reads this... i thought i could pull myself out of this but damn it its so hard. i dont even remember if my mom even bothered to ask if i was alright. not physically either, but emotionally.