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I don't know if anyone else is reading my entries, but For myself I'm going to write this! I chose the username "Sad But True" because it is a song from Metallica's "Black Album". It seems like the phrase is a direct statement of how my life has gone for the last 22 years. I've gone through so much shit it is hard to believe I'm not imagining it.
It is "Sad But True" that:
I was adopted by two alcoholic parents.
I nearly died at seventeen from a brain hemorrhage. The only reason I didn't was because I was out in public and someone called an ambulance.
All my friends ran away from me after my first hospitalization for mental illness
My sister is a lesbian
My mother doesn't understand my depression
My friends from elementary school are now "professionals" and own homes and have families. I get by month to month on a disability payment from the government
When my depression is worse, my negative thoughts linger.
I have a wife who loves me, but I feel so bad I cant return that love