posted on Dec, 23 2014 @ 10:00 PM
a reply to: Mountainmeg
Your stepfather and you share a commonality - if nothing else that is a basis to begin a comfortable dialogue.
As for fixing? Thirty some odd years into this journey and the bad news I have for you is that things like this don't get fixed. You can learn to
cope better, tolerate the symptoms better, find tricks to distract, get medication that helps. But it never really goes away. That doesn't mean it's
always there - but it's always close. Accepting that and explaining it to others is one of the big things that helped me - getting people to accept
that I am who I am, warts and all, and that it is not going to change.
The hardest person to sell that to, BTW, was me. The low self-esteem that comes with depression is such a monster. But it can be slain. You just need
to realize the above... you are you and the world is better of that it is so.
Oh, and your mom. Why can't you still talk to her? I talk to the absent often. I do so understanding that they're not likely to reply ( though
honestly sometimes they seem to in weird little ways, like prayer ) but it makes me feel better to do so - and I do so fully believing that they can
Give it a try when nobody is listening. Write it down in a journal. Heck, write it on a note and burn it. Just let it out. You will feel better.