I see what your saying Ciara, and life is NOT easy in any way, shape , or form.. but let me tell you, everyone has a life story and everyone has gone through some really tuff times in life, and if someone hasn't at that point in their lives, then its just because it hasn't happened yet... but that is no reason what so ever to do something so derastic as this topic at hand... I have come from a EXTREMELY abusive upbringing, I have had my own mother stab with a steak knife. ive been homeless three times in my young life. I was addicted to drugs and alcohol, I didn't give a crap about myself in any way. and I lost both grandmothers and grand fathers. I even watched my best friend convulsing in front of me and die from a drug over dose... all of this happened before I was 17 years old... my mother was in the kindest words possible "not a very good person" ...she constantly abused my three sisters and I.. I was the oldest of the four of us and always took the blunt of it so she wouldn't hurt them.. I raised those girls myself.. I started at the age of 8 years old. I would be the one getting up with them in the middle of the night because she would leave them screaming in their cribs by themselves while she passed out from her prescription drug abuse....
and this is just a preview... I refuse to tell the whole story to even my husband of 6 years because I am so ashamed of my past and upbringing... so when I was all alone sleeping on a park bench and had NO food and NO one to ever help me, instead of thinking about killing myself I stood up and decided I was going to make something of my life...
so here I am at the age of 24, I quite drugs and alcohol on my own, no rehab no help.. which was hell in itself. I went to school starved for a while , as it was happening... then working odd jobs everywhere, and never stopping, I was eventually able to get off the street and was in a boarding house for a while.. I then graduated from school after a huge struggle...then I picked up and moved away. got a job after one hell of a time and never looked back, now I have a husband two kids, a career a home to call my own and a wonderful life...
so sometimes it doesn't matter what you have at that very moment, its what you could do with it.. no matter what you can change things! it just depends on how hard you are willing to try..
and as for the depression hunni I understand how it feels cause I am on anxiety and panic attack meds, and had struggled with it my whole life. but I was way too stubborn to let life beat me down <3