A little Story to think about

There used to be a girl who dreamed about love all the emotional stuff and all the rude stuff. She would get hooked on other girls sometimes straight ones sometimes not. She used to get so engrossed that she would stalk them steal there photos and think about them until it literally warped her mind and destroyed her soul. She was like Gollum in her dedication and like Gollum the longer this went on the worse she felt.

Other things preyed on her mind her looks, a suicide she might have prevented, a injury to her back that lasted over a decade. She eventually had a breakdown and ended up unable to sleep and very suicidal. Her only outlet was stupid little depression poems that were a secret way for her to scream out loud. This too went on for a decade and there seemed no way out

One day she was walking through the park and she stopped and bent over to get something out of her bag. She woke up after twenty minutes after being assaulted her lip was torn badly and the she was covered on so much blood it changed the color of her top.

Well that was me, a year later the brain damage I received makes me feel ill most of the time, my balance is shocking I have trouble moving driving thinking swimming remembering, getting lost, losing things and the list just goes on and on. Even my libido which was massive now longer exists I cant write poems and my whole life is really difficult now.

But the weirdest thing is because Im not able to concentrate that well, and I have given up on getting a partner. I no longer have the depression and suicidal thoughts that made my life the nightmare it was before. I might be totally stuffed physically and mentally but I dont inhabit that terrible place that used to make my life so horrible.

The message I want t share is dont get caught up in thinking about life too much or one day you will find a large portion of it has been wasted. Im going to just carry on day after day and just experience whatever happens. Because I am less afraid of that park than I am of having to face being depressed ever again

My names Elisha and everything above is true

That's absolutely disgusting.
not your story, what they did to you. don't give up on relationships, if someone comes along and they like you, and you like them, don't just give up on it, it might be the best thing to happen to you :)

xx
all my love

Thank you for sharing this, firstly it was a very brave thing to do, but also because it is an inspiration to look at one's day a little diffently and then expand that thought to what matters in one's life.
It's good to see that you asses your priorities, and fond what is truly important, I am very glad that you are now rid of your depression, and awed by your dedication to living the best you can.
Thank you again for this.