Raging

I was trying to make my blog all about positive things, but right now I am so frustrated and aggraviated I can't hold it in any longer.

A lot of people live with depression. I am one of them. No, I am not writing this so it will sound sappy or I am doing this for attention. It goes with my up coming paragraphs. They changed my depression meds recently. The doctor actually gave me a medicine I was allergic to, and now I have to go back to get different meds, so I'm on nothing. My depression has sky-rocketed the last few weeks. Last night and today have been the worse days so far. I cried myself to sleep and today I haven't been able to go more than a few hours without tears falling.

Teachers are suppose to be the people who are there in the school to support you. They are suppose to ask you what's wrong and let you know that there are people who can help you and people you can talk to.

I have Mr. Someone for 7th period. Most of the time he jokes around with me and says rude things, and I can handle it. I brush it off and try not to let it get to me. Today though, he grabbed the back of my backpack and pulled on it. I just said to him,
"I'm not in the mood."
I didn't say it rudely either. I just simply stated the fact I wasn't in the mood for his rude comments and games today. His reply was,
"You arent' in the mood? You think that you are the only one not it the mood? I'm never in the mood. Just leave. Zeros are great for the grade book. Just leave and take a zero." This is the part I don't understand. I didn't say anything rude, or do anything wrong and yet this is just the way my life seems to work out. He has no idea about the things I am going through. No one does, and I'm not about to display them, but my point is this: You have no idea what is going on with people and in there lives, you can't just treat them like dirt when you want to. People have emotions and people have lives past school work, and they have problems.