I feel like I’ve had my chance of finding someone and it’s passed. I still miss people desperately who I’ve only written to online. I don’t even know how to write to people anymore. My depression is getting worse. I think I’m growing more suicidal daily. I’m completely hopeless when it comes to methods, I don’t have courage or money. I care about people so much but right now I’m completely selfish, I just want some of the pain to end. I almost hate the people who I love the most, which is so much worse than just being distant from them. I feel like something so terrible is taking control of me and it’s only getting stronger. I’ve been like this before, but I forgot what it’s like to be this empty, this sick and hateful about everything. I’m becoming something I don’t even recognise, even though it’s been stronger and weaker for years. I’m at a point where I can put aside everything I want or need as part of my life, if I could just end it. I’m so desperate to. I thought I was already at the worst point, but every part of the pain gets stronger eventually, even when you’d never expect it, even when you don’t understand what’s happening after a point.
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Hi Trix. When you’re in pain, all bets are off. What I mean is it’s not a matter of being “selfish” or “hateful” because you have very little choice. Injured animals will often growl or snap at their rescuers. It’s not because they are angry or hateful, it’s simply because they’re in pain.
I think we’re all there (or we’ve all been there). If the pain goes on long enough, it changes our personalities. I know what you’re talking about, becoming something you don’t even recognize. It’s horrible, and I don’t know the cure. But whatever you do, don’t blame yourself for the pain you’re in.
Thank you, I deeply appreciate that response.