Why? Why is it that I feel useless? Why is it that people always find it so incredibly easy to leave me behind? I really don’t understand why I could possibly be so fucking useless and so hopeless that opening my eyes of a morning is the first and worst mistake I make of the day.
People always say “It’s a phase; you’ll grow out of it” or “You’re not really that sad, are you?” or, my personal favourite “I understand, you will be fine”
I wont be fine. I wont grow out of it. I am really that sad. It is such a challenge just to get out of bed and try to cope with the prickling that eats my throat away all day, and the cement at the bottom of my gut. I don’t know how or why I bother. I don’t even know what I’m doing here, but I suppose that if there were anyone who’d understand, it would be you reading this. Well, certainly better than any fuckwit in a psychiatrist’s office. Part of me wants to be here. Part of me wants to wake up next to someone, or have friends around for a weekend barbecue. But my headspace is just fucked. I go to sleep wanting to not wake up and I hate myself with a passion when I do. I know this makes no sense, but I suppose people here might think it’s better than what I had in store for tonight.
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I think a lot of people here understand how you feel here. Most of us will care and try to help.
As of me, if you wish, you can email me. I’m always willing to be a friend to you and anyone else.
My email address is: brl.cents@gmail.com
I understand completely…you just wrote down my actual state of mind…I still hope it goes away, that one day I will feel good, and be happy, but…It’s like being stuck…I want that all, but I just don’t have energy or will to fight for it by myself…I seeked help, found a great therapist, so I really hope for some change…and before I completely give up I gonna at least try to change something…and why we are all here? don’t know about you…i’m not looking for somebody who’s gonna try talk me out of this…i just need to feel, there’s somebody who feels the same, that I’m not alone…
When I was 12, people said that I’d get better, that it was just the teen years you know? Now, almost 9 years later, I wonder if it was just the teen years. Nothing really changed, I still feel the same way. It’s something that only time will answer.
Wish you luck!