Is it appropriate for a spoiled brat to think about offing himself?
I'd just recently turned eighteen. I'm currently on a medical leave from this awesome university I got accepted to.
I've always struggled with depression, and where I'm from, depression isn't seen as a psychological disorder. Heck, they think it's a trick people turn to when they're outta options--like a way to delegate your responsibilities. It's for that reason I continue to refuse to admit the facts to myself.
But lately killing myself is all I think about. I think about it as frequently as any normal teen would fantasize about having sex.
I'd convinced my parents to let me see a psychiatrist, but he wants to put me on meds. Should I start a course of antidepressants?
As things are now, I don't know how long I can live with myself. Mother tells me it's not uncommon for teens to feel this way. Is that true?