
gentleflower
Student
- Jun 6, 2019
- 105
Hello together,
I am new to this site, so I apologise beforehand if I am doing anything wrong with this post. I read the rules of course, but I am always feeling like I do something wrong, so better apologise beforehand.
I feel like I just want to cease existing. I don't know for certain that I truly want to die, because I keep on thinking of all the things I will never do, but I do know for certain that I have lost something.
A year ago, I still had big plans, big dreams and could picture myself 40 years down the road. Hopefully having found a significant other, kids, a house, surely a dog. Or the opposite being a successful career woman, living in one of those metropols around the world.
But I am 27 already and still have not finished my education fully. I am still working on my PhD and I feel like I am failing. Nothing works out anymore and this has been going on for the last three years. I had begun in the field hoping naively to be able to help develop something to better other peoples' lifes, but I know now just how incredibly dumb this believe was. I had been so hopeful to obtain a great job one day, but now I cannot stop thinking who would ever wish to hire an average at best researcher with no exceptional experience to show for anything, added together with the fact that I am incredibly shy and tend to overanalyze and panic at random moments. I feel like whoever would be dumb enough to hire me, would surely regret it. I don't feel like I can give up on the PhD either, because frankly it feels like it is all that I have left. I don't really have any friends, neither a hobby and I can't stand having contact with my family any longer. No matter when I contact them, all I hear are subtle accusations like "why are you feeling sad again at all, there is literally no reason", "you should have just studied something sensible, we have told you from the beginning", "you really need to do more sports", "you need to relax more", "how far along are you in your thesis? is it ready to hand in? ... at this pace you will never manage. Just sit down and write" they do not understand that I am mentally incapable to write at it right now. When I sit down and try, I freeze internally and then I think "why even bother" it will not yield to anything anyway.
I feel like I have accomplished nothing in my life yet and that I surely never will either. Whatever I touch seems to go down the gutter.
I have never had the best self esteem to begin with. Had had depressive phases before, added bulemia to the mix and am a notorious overthinker.
When I had bulemia, my family put me under 24/7 watch, claiming that there is nothing wrong with me and I would never need professional help. So, I feel like I do not have the right to seek that out now either. I have been recommended by a doctor to seek out therapy a few weeks ago and when I told my family about it their reaction was that there still cannot be anything wrong with me and that therapy would be a huge waste of money.
According to them there is nothing wrong with my life and I should be proud and smile all the time.
No one seems to want to understand just how hopeless and alone I am feeling. I am afraid of trying to tell my boss, who seems to be the most understand at the moment. I am afraid of admitting this weakness, I feel like I have given my mind too much power and now I am being drowned and swallowed by my own self-created misery.
I have tried reaching out to others. I have even googled suicide methods at work, letting the site open for others to see, letting hints drop, making suicidal jokes, but no one seems to want to notice.
I had had formed an internet friendship a few months ago with someone where for the first time in my life, I truly felt understood. I know that she was/is having serious problems herself, selfharming and thinking about suicide, having done several failed attempts. When she told me her intentions to do it again a few days ago, it all piled together to me breaking down again. If I had had the NaN3 already in my hands then, I would have surely just taken it. After she contacted me again and she felt how low I was myself, she broke off contact, claiming that it was to remove her own toxic self from my life.
I have never felt this utterly alone before. With her I had someone to speak openly, but now I have no one again. I don't know for certain if she suceeded to end her life or really just flat out abandoned me and both options are actually to painful to contemplate in depths.
I developed insomnia a few months ago and when I show up at work utterly tired and drained, my colleagues and my boss are even annoyed already. They seem to have gotten tired of me getting weaker as well.
I feel like I am dying inside in front of them and am even annoying them by it.
I feel so guilty for even feeling like this at all. I have browsed through some of the entries on this site and just how much rougher other people have it here and it only adds to the guilt. My mind is turning itself against me and I cannot seem to stop it any longer. I do not know what to do any more.
I have finalyzed a suicide plan a few days ago and I have felt so at peace in this moment. Much more peaceful than I ever felt in the last months.
I don't know if anyone can relate to anything what I have just written or even understand, because even I cannot understand myself any longer.
I don't know why I am posting this at all. Maybe to hear that I am not so alone after all...
I am new to this site, so I apologise beforehand if I am doing anything wrong with this post. I read the rules of course, but I am always feeling like I do something wrong, so better apologise beforehand.
I feel like I just want to cease existing. I don't know for certain that I truly want to die, because I keep on thinking of all the things I will never do, but I do know for certain that I have lost something.
A year ago, I still had big plans, big dreams and could picture myself 40 years down the road. Hopefully having found a significant other, kids, a house, surely a dog. Or the opposite being a successful career woman, living in one of those metropols around the world.
But I am 27 already and still have not finished my education fully. I am still working on my PhD and I feel like I am failing. Nothing works out anymore and this has been going on for the last three years. I had begun in the field hoping naively to be able to help develop something to better other peoples' lifes, but I know now just how incredibly dumb this believe was. I had been so hopeful to obtain a great job one day, but now I cannot stop thinking who would ever wish to hire an average at best researcher with no exceptional experience to show for anything, added together with the fact that I am incredibly shy and tend to overanalyze and panic at random moments. I feel like whoever would be dumb enough to hire me, would surely regret it. I don't feel like I can give up on the PhD either, because frankly it feels like it is all that I have left. I don't really have any friends, neither a hobby and I can't stand having contact with my family any longer. No matter when I contact them, all I hear are subtle accusations like "why are you feeling sad again at all, there is literally no reason", "you should have just studied something sensible, we have told you from the beginning", "you really need to do more sports", "you need to relax more", "how far along are you in your thesis? is it ready to hand in? ... at this pace you will never manage. Just sit down and write" they do not understand that I am mentally incapable to write at it right now. When I sit down and try, I freeze internally and then I think "why even bother" it will not yield to anything anyway.
I feel like I have accomplished nothing in my life yet and that I surely never will either. Whatever I touch seems to go down the gutter.
I have never had the best self esteem to begin with. Had had depressive phases before, added bulemia to the mix and am a notorious overthinker.
When I had bulemia, my family put me under 24/7 watch, claiming that there is nothing wrong with me and I would never need professional help. So, I feel like I do not have the right to seek that out now either. I have been recommended by a doctor to seek out therapy a few weeks ago and when I told my family about it their reaction was that there still cannot be anything wrong with me and that therapy would be a huge waste of money.
According to them there is nothing wrong with my life and I should be proud and smile all the time.
No one seems to want to understand just how hopeless and alone I am feeling. I am afraid of trying to tell my boss, who seems to be the most understand at the moment. I am afraid of admitting this weakness, I feel like I have given my mind too much power and now I am being drowned and swallowed by my own self-created misery.
I have tried reaching out to others. I have even googled suicide methods at work, letting the site open for others to see, letting hints drop, making suicidal jokes, but no one seems to want to notice.
I had had formed an internet friendship a few months ago with someone where for the first time in my life, I truly felt understood. I know that she was/is having serious problems herself, selfharming and thinking about suicide, having done several failed attempts. When she told me her intentions to do it again a few days ago, it all piled together to me breaking down again. If I had had the NaN3 already in my hands then, I would have surely just taken it. After she contacted me again and she felt how low I was myself, she broke off contact, claiming that it was to remove her own toxic self from my life.
I have never felt this utterly alone before. With her I had someone to speak openly, but now I have no one again. I don't know for certain if she suceeded to end her life or really just flat out abandoned me and both options are actually to painful to contemplate in depths.
I developed insomnia a few months ago and when I show up at work utterly tired and drained, my colleagues and my boss are even annoyed already. They seem to have gotten tired of me getting weaker as well.
I feel like I am dying inside in front of them and am even annoying them by it.
I feel so guilty for even feeling like this at all. I have browsed through some of the entries on this site and just how much rougher other people have it here and it only adds to the guilt. My mind is turning itself against me and I cannot seem to stop it any longer. I do not know what to do any more.
I have finalyzed a suicide plan a few days ago and I have felt so at peace in this moment. Much more peaceful than I ever felt in the last months.
I don't know if anyone can relate to anything what I have just written or even understand, because even I cannot understand myself any longer.
I don't know why I am posting this at all. Maybe to hear that I am not so alone after all...