distressedSince then, people have contacted me via email (when they had it), via my old email (which I rarely check), via my contact form, via Facebook, and via my Tumblr, to give me their phone numbers, to tell me not to hurt myself (which I did not threaten to do), to provide crisis hotlines, to make suggestions about medication (which I did not solicit), and in one case, to threaten to report me to the police as a suicide risk if I did not update my blog immediately to show that I was still alive.
Please. Stop. "Comment amnesty" did not mean "work harder to make sure that your words, your well wishes, your specific need to engage with my depression will be heard." I try to keep open dialogs on this blog, and I usually appreciate communication, but right now, this contact is intrusive, and upsetting, and seems to prioritize the needs of the contacting person above mine. Please. Stop.
This is why I do not talk when I am sad.
January 13 2014, 00:32:59 UTC 3 years ago
When I woke up this morning, I was so godawful depressed that the only thing I could think to do with myself was go back to bed. And as I lay in bed and read through LJ, I came across your original post, and it reminded me that I wasn't alone, and that I could get up, and could function, and could get by. So I got up, and went grocery shopping, and fed myself, and generally went about my day. So thank you for your original words, and be damned to anyone who thinks to silence you.
January 13 2014, 15:13:30 UTC 3 years ago