I've been depressed since I was eighteen, actually it's probably been longer than that but I didn't see a doctor about it until I was eighteen. I don't remember what pills I was on but I think they increased my suicidal thoughts because i was thinking about them more and more everyday and eating and eating more and more until I chucked them. My dad killed himself when I was six and it put bad strain on the family so I'm not putting them through that again.
I still am though, I still cry myself to eat, still eat when I get called ugly or someone makes some comment about my appearance. Not really over weight, just ugly now. People think it's funny that I lost weight and didn't get good-looking from it. Most people I know who got pretty from losing weight were already pretty when they were fat. My sister is a good example of that she was so beautiful and overweight and lost weight, now she is so beautiful she could be a model. Which is something else people find funny, why is she so beautiful but I'm so ugly. We don't have the same dads, that's why but try explaining that to people.


for you.
