Chalken
Decaying
- Nov 20, 2018
- 214
No matter how hard I try, no matter how much effort I put in trying to get better, my brain always kicks me down. Meds don't do anything but give me more energy. Talking to a psych doesn't do shit.
"You're worthless", "everyone hates you", "you deserve to suffer", "you're a waste of space", "you're subhuman trash". These thoughts dominate my mind and they take over my life every single day from the time I wake up until the time I go to bed. Why live when I see no point in life and everything feels bleak? I'm at the point where I have to plan for my future, plan for my career, but when I try to look at my future, I see nothing but my body lying in a coffin. How do people do this "life" thing? I've been suffering from depression for a few years and social anxiety for my whole life and I just don't see it getting better. I've been progressingly getting worse. I wish I had never been born so I could've been saved from this hell.
Thanks for whoever reads this. I just feel so alone, even though I have a supporting family. The only reasons I'm still here are that I don't want to hurt them and I fear the possibility of failing and becoming a vegetable. I feel so trapped, torn between life and death.
"You're worthless", "everyone hates you", "you deserve to suffer", "you're a waste of space", "you're subhuman trash". These thoughts dominate my mind and they take over my life every single day from the time I wake up until the time I go to bed. Why live when I see no point in life and everything feels bleak? I'm at the point where I have to plan for my future, plan for my career, but when I try to look at my future, I see nothing but my body lying in a coffin. How do people do this "life" thing? I've been suffering from depression for a few years and social anxiety for my whole life and I just don't see it getting better. I've been progressingly getting worse. I wish I had never been born so I could've been saved from this hell.
Thanks for whoever reads this. I just feel so alone, even though I have a supporting family. The only reasons I'm still here are that I don't want to hurt them and I fear the possibility of failing and becoming a vegetable. I feel so trapped, torn between life and death.