u/TigerBright7980

I'm on 100mg of sertraline for about a year and before I started taking them I would get easily upset at things a lot of people don't, like being yelled at, I also started taking them because I broke up with my boyfriend and felt depressed about it and I also just had a really strong feeling of misery when someone would upset me, and I still seem to feel the same, might not seem as extreme on the outside to other people but inside I still feel the same.

Can antidepressants fix this or is it more something I have to work on myself?

I'm 19f, and I don't have any medical issues that make it absolutely necessary for me to get my uterus taken out but i know for a fact I'm never going to be pregnant, I already don't want children but even if I were to change my mind I would only ever be willing to adopt and I'm worried that's not enough to get a surgeon to perform the surgery?

Is there any way I can get it done now or should I just wait?

Hi im posting here because I don't know anyone irl who would get it and I need to talk about it.

Does anyone else ever feel pissed off that you were forced into this life and now when you need money and can't find a job, people are like, "you just need to try harder" and whatnot like it's so incredibly unfair to force me into this life and then expect me to know what to do or how to do it, or to want to do any of it.

And then if you start to get depressed and are like, "you know I actually kinda feel like I want to kill myself"

People are like, "nooo omg why, don't do that, you're so selfish what about your family and friends"

Like okay so you're telling me I'm not given the choice to decide if I want to be born and if I decide I don't want to be alive anymore that's also not okay.

And then people about to have children act like it's the most noble thing you could ever do like fuck off with that shit.

You scared me,

I thought you would be sweet and gentle,

but you were aggressive and bitter.

I didn't like the way you kissed me, you probably thought it was romantic.

It left a bad taste in my mouth.

Of course you couldn't stop there, you had to make me taste you in all the most horrible ways,

it made me sick.

I didn't like the feeling, it felt like greed, you taking as much of me as you could.

My body fighting to keep you out,

and me looking at you with my rose coloured glasses, thinking I'm seeing things clearly, that you're an angel.

The devil sure works in mysterious ways.