Severely depressed, mind feels completely gone
I once heard a theory that for every one negative thing a parent says to their kid, they have to say 17 positive things to make up for it. I'm beginning to believe strongly in that theory. They also say you're not crazy if you know you're crazy. I beg to differ! I posted something once before on this subject, it worked until my mother went bezerk yesterday. She tells me all of her problems, just like she has since before I was born. She didn't want a baby, she wanted a comfort item. She doesn't love me as much as she says she does, or she wouldn't pile everything on me. She started yelling yesterday, just throwing a tantrum because my 24 year old cousin messed up my grandparents' computer again. Sure, he's completely self centered and all that jazz, but jeez! Don't take it out on me! She's yelling ing this, and ing that. Then she notices me sitting on her bed, holding the dog. That set her off further. She yelled for around half an hour straight about how she's the only ing person who's supposed to do all the work, and the only one who does. Forgive my language, but they are her words not mine. She got even more ticked off when I didn't accept her apology. She enterpretted it as my being mad at her, but evidently she doesn't know me very well, I wasn't mad, I was upset, and completely slipping into a heavier depression than I was in before. No physical pain can add up to the emotional and mental pain I'm going through now. I was a heavy christian, wore my cross every day. I was completely determined to go to heaven. I was an all A student. I worked hard. Now I don't care, and I want to die more than I ever have before, and I am so frightened because something makes me refuse to get professional help. My father is divorced, and the only things he left me were hypoglycemia, depression (I think that's hereditary) and a passionate longing for alcohol. No money, no love. My mother lays it heavy on me. I can't stand it any longer, because ON TOP of ALL of this, my grandfather, one of the only two people that's ever been there for me 24/7 in my life, is dying, and giving up. My grandmother is the other person. I see them more than I see my own mother.
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