It’s been 7 weeks today since I woke up from my failed attempt. I’ve struggled with anxiety and depression most my life. Since going to college it has gotten worse. This past semester, I was kick out of my suite because my roommates didn’t feel safe with me, because I got high twice. Of course having anxiety, I didn’t cope well with the change. I lost my best friend, I was struggling a lot and I just wanted to end it all. I took some pills, but I ended up waking up really sick. It was horrible. Things haven’t really gotten better. Everyday is hard and I keep wanting to give up. I just don’t care anymore. I have nothing to look forward, I don’t want a future for me. I’m ready to die.
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How did you lose your best friend?
If you don’t want to get better then you won’t. I’m sorry you feel so desperate.
I’m very sorry you feel this way.
If you haven’t successfully managed to die, maybe you could try living. So many people get cured of depression and anxiety.
Also, SeeSmith is right: if you don’t want to get better you won’t. You could end up stuck this way for longer if you’re not willing to look for help or make any changes. It’s a harsh, sad truth, because it usually means that when we’re completely desperate it can last a long, long time if we don’t have people to push us to get help. If even a part of you might be willing to try, then that’s a huge start. I hope you can force yourself to try, however much you don’t want to right now.