I’m not really sure why I’m here really? I don’t feel like sharing my problems will help anymore. I’m passed trying to be positive. Trying to be helpful and trying to do for everyone else. It sickens me to even be on here typing all this. I’m tired. Real tired. I just don’t know where else to turn.
Sorry I took up your time.
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Don’t be sorry. I chose to read your post out of my own free will, and if that was time that I wasted, then that’s on me. 🙂
Thanks. I’m literally at the end. I’ve struggled with depression, anxiety, ptsd, traumatic brain injury from war. Divorce, rape, death, but never have I ever felt this hopeless and low. It is a very dark and lonely place.
I am so sorry. I hope we can try to help you, I hope we can make this a little less lonely of a struggle, to help you bear the weight…
This was not a waste of time to read. Everyone has a story, something to share, and it’s never a waste of time to truly listen and understand someone’s emotions and expressions.. Thank you for sharing. It’s not easy for many to post on here, but I’m glad you did. 🙂