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I suppose that's what the background says right?
(translated from "bad language". the sentence as is doesn't seem to make much sense :/)
I think putting up these secrets is an odd practise... but I guess some people like to have a way to spread their deep thoughts or the things they so heavily dislike without letting people know whom it was that sent it.
As for the person involved... I'd suggest you find reasons to stay alive.
Just as for me, life has no purpuse without god.
Find your own reasons.
One for starters is ofcourse all the people you hurt in the process of your death.
Not only family, but also friends, people you've never met, people that read newspapers...
Next to that, the reasons why life can be pleasant. Try to make it pleasant if it isn't so.
Like... at the start of the week, you plan in that you go to the movies or something special at the end of it. That way you have something to look forward to every week - it lightens the stress of the normal days.
Giving up surely is an option, but its outcome won't make things better.
It will make sure you'll never experience the glories that are still out there, even though they may be very well hidden. It will just make you lose any chance on anything.
Everyone has chances on anything. Its finding out how to get there which is the hard part.
Keep your spirits up - smiles tend to be contagious
For me, I was sick of being scared, of being tired, of being sad and lonely, of feeling like nothing I did was good enough and that anything that wasn't an instant success meant I was a constant failure.
I'm not saying it's going to be easy, I'm not saying that you won't discover things about yourself that you won't necessarily like or want to see, and I'm not saying that I understand. Because everyone is different and I can only empathise.
What I am saying is that asking for help, saying that you have a problem, is the best thing you can do. Some people have medication, others have therapy or counselling, and some people have both in conjunction. Please, go tell someone. A friend, parent, doctor, tutor....someone you trust, someone you can talk to in confidence who won't judge you or say that you need to "grow up" or "get over it", because that isn't the answer.
You have a problem, or maybe more than one, I don't know. But please, please, I beg of you, try to go and get some help. The world loses too many brilliant and beautiful people this way.
and it is never the answer.
please talk to someone, don't be alone with these feelings, you can even talk to me if you'd like, I am always here ♥
It gets better, I SWEAR!