Tired_of_myself
Student
- Jan 2, 2024
- 119
This is going to be a long text, I don't even know if anyone will read it, but I'm going to rant - maybe it will help someone feel welcomed. When I read something that I identify with, I feel a little less like shit in this world. Anyway, sorry for the inconvenience.
I've been battling depression since I was a kid, like many others here. Years of therapy, medication, improvements and worsening. Last year I hit rock bottom. I tried CTB and failed. I was forced to go to therapy, took medication (lithium was the only one that helped me) and kept going. Today I have a functional life again, a job that I do well, few friends but loyal friends, a loving wife, and a nice family that helps me.
However, the days go by very slowly, with less and less meaning. I feel very alone, people talk too much about themselves and I don't identify with that. On social media, people sell themselves too much and I don't identify with that. I was already depressed in a world without too many screens, in this world of screens, depression seems to have become a bargaining chip to stay online more and more, for me to stay holding a phone until I can't take it anymore and wishing to buy something I don't need.
If I let go of the screens and stay offline, go to the gym or run or ride a bike and I feel in the air a dynamic of a life that doesn't belong to me, an eternal feeling that I will never be part of this world because I simply never wanted to participate in its rules.
Today I worked a lot, and I thought: why? I lay down on the floor after work (I work from home), motionless. Living is so pathetic.
I will restart my CTB plan. I will try hanging again. Just not sure when, but I'm now settle in the idea in my brain again - I was in recovery mood, just holding into a hope - hope for a better future that don't seem possible.
I've been battling depression since I was a kid, like many others here. Years of therapy, medication, improvements and worsening. Last year I hit rock bottom. I tried CTB and failed. I was forced to go to therapy, took medication (lithium was the only one that helped me) and kept going. Today I have a functional life again, a job that I do well, few friends but loyal friends, a loving wife, and a nice family that helps me.
However, the days go by very slowly, with less and less meaning. I feel very alone, people talk too much about themselves and I don't identify with that. On social media, people sell themselves too much and I don't identify with that. I was already depressed in a world without too many screens, in this world of screens, depression seems to have become a bargaining chip to stay online more and more, for me to stay holding a phone until I can't take it anymore and wishing to buy something I don't need.
If I let go of the screens and stay offline, go to the gym or run or ride a bike and I feel in the air a dynamic of a life that doesn't belong to me, an eternal feeling that I will never be part of this world because I simply never wanted to participate in its rules.
Today I worked a lot, and I thought: why? I lay down on the floor after work (I work from home), motionless. Living is so pathetic.
I will restart my CTB plan. I will try hanging again. Just not sure when, but I'm now settle in the idea in my brain again - I was in recovery mood, just holding into a hope - hope for a better future that don't seem possible.