My dad found out about my coping mechanism and flipped out. Needless to say, I’m in my room crying my eyes out. My depression makes me feel like crap and after the lecture my dad gave me, I feel even worse. I thought he’d try and help me but he yelled and cursed at me and said these exact words, “I’m so disappointed in you.” Punches the wall and slams his door shut.
Thanks dad, for always knowing what to say and do.