I keep playing it over and over again, like a broken record.What it would be like telling my mom.
It would go something along the lines of this…
“Hi mom, I dont really know where to start and how to tell you this but I’m depressed and anxious and a little bi-polar sometimes…honestly I don’t know whats wrong, all I know is something’s very wrong. I didn’t want to tell you and I don’t want you to worry but I can’t deal with it anymore. I just need some help. All I need you to do is schedule an appointment with someone. I don’t want you to come with me though. I need to do it alone.”
Ugh I don’t know, I can’t do it.
Nevermind, I just need to shut up and suck it up. I’m fine.