
BitterlyAlive
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- Apr 8, 2020
- 1,634
I don't know what I'm doing. I'm rooming at someone's house right now so I'm somewhere safe while I figure things out. I feel like I'm just taking advantage of them. I feel as lost and hopeless as ever. I'm upset right now, so this may sound a bit stupid.
I've been really dropping the ball this past week. I still haven't showered. I haven't brushed my teeth. I've barely brushed my hair. I get my lazy butt out of bed to help make dinner and do dishes, because it's the least I can do while I'm their roommate. I've taken the dog for walks most days this week too. But I should be doing more.
I haven't taken my meds in a few days. I honestly just don't care enough to take them. It's been 7 weeks, nothing has changed, so why not miss a few days? It's Effexor, so I've been feeling incredibly nauseous and sick. Effexor is notorious for its nasty withdrawal symptoms. I deserve to feel like shit though, so oh well.
I haven't been to work in over a week. Granted I work in healthcare and we have 12 hour shifts 3x a week tops. I've had to cut my hours because 36 hours a week is too overwhelming, but apparently I can't even handle 24 hours a week. I've felt so bad that I had to call in once and go home early the other day. My supervisor is really concerned and had me talk to a mental health professional at work. I don't know if I should be pleased that my supervisor cares so much or upset because now more people "know" and are involved.
I don't have any sort of plan. Therapy is crap. I don't know what to talk about, I don't really have any sort of direction. I don't like my therapist either. They don't care at all and seem so bored and disengaged. But I'm to blame too, so oh well. I don't know what to do about my meds. I don't want to keep taking them if they aren't going to help, and I'm tired of trying new meds. It's been years and nothing has helped. I have psychological testing coming up once things open up again, but I don't know what to do when I'm done with that. I'm too stupid to get a better job so I can live on my own.
I'm really overwhelmed because I feel lazy, stupid, and hopeless. I don't think I can fix my problems or myself. I'm only doing this stuff right now because I have to. I truly believe that I deserve to keep feeling awful because I'm a bad person. I got myself into this mess and I deserve to suffer the consequences. People would really be better off if I killed myself. Hell, I'd be doing everyone a favor.
This sounds dramatic and I'm really sorry. It's just too damn much. I don't even know if any of this garbage made sense.
I've been really dropping the ball this past week. I still haven't showered. I haven't brushed my teeth. I've barely brushed my hair. I get my lazy butt out of bed to help make dinner and do dishes, because it's the least I can do while I'm their roommate. I've taken the dog for walks most days this week too. But I should be doing more.
I haven't taken my meds in a few days. I honestly just don't care enough to take them. It's been 7 weeks, nothing has changed, so why not miss a few days? It's Effexor, so I've been feeling incredibly nauseous and sick. Effexor is notorious for its nasty withdrawal symptoms. I deserve to feel like shit though, so oh well.
I haven't been to work in over a week. Granted I work in healthcare and we have 12 hour shifts 3x a week tops. I've had to cut my hours because 36 hours a week is too overwhelming, but apparently I can't even handle 24 hours a week. I've felt so bad that I had to call in once and go home early the other day. My supervisor is really concerned and had me talk to a mental health professional at work. I don't know if I should be pleased that my supervisor cares so much or upset because now more people "know" and are involved.
I don't have any sort of plan. Therapy is crap. I don't know what to talk about, I don't really have any sort of direction. I don't like my therapist either. They don't care at all and seem so bored and disengaged. But I'm to blame too, so oh well. I don't know what to do about my meds. I don't want to keep taking them if they aren't going to help, and I'm tired of trying new meds. It's been years and nothing has helped. I have psychological testing coming up once things open up again, but I don't know what to do when I'm done with that. I'm too stupid to get a better job so I can live on my own.
I'm really overwhelmed because I feel lazy, stupid, and hopeless. I don't think I can fix my problems or myself. I'm only doing this stuff right now because I have to. I truly believe that I deserve to keep feeling awful because I'm a bad person. I got myself into this mess and I deserve to suffer the consequences. People would really be better off if I killed myself. Hell, I'd be doing everyone a favor.
This sounds dramatic and I'm really sorry. It's just too damn much. I don't even know if any of this garbage made sense.