I've been depressed for as long as I can remember. I don't believe in God. I can't bring myself to, and everyone is telling me that is my problem. That there is a "hole in my heart." But, the truth is, I'm just incredibly worried about seeing the ones I love die. And also, (and probably selfishly) I'm incredibly scared of dying myself.
I can't deal with death, and I think about it all the time. I often can't sleep because I'm so frightened.
I wish i could find some sort of spirituality, but I'm at a dead end right now. My life seems quite pointless, and music helps, but my life still feels empty. I don't know what to do with myself. The thoughts run my life, and I feel as if there is no point in living, if there is no afterlife. I'm so lost and confused. My mother won't let me see a therapist because she thinks they often do more harm than good, so I didn't know where else to turn. Any words of advice or encouragement? Will I get over this phase? It's starting to run my life.
2007-05-15
19:39:03
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