I live like a hermit. Its caused me to have a mental breakdown, Especially with my home being a mess it does things to your head. But I found that I couldn’t live any other way. But at least I don’t have to work.
Recently I’ve had members of my family imposing themselves on me thinking I need company. It’s like being the victim of vampires. People are so competitive cruel and parasitical.
Medication has made me fat for the first time in my life. As if I didn’t hate my appearance anyway. And my mother died in January. I couldn’t care less if I dropped dead now.
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I can relate. My home is a disaster. I’m embarrassed to invite people in. I don’t work and people seem to think my life is great. It’s not.
I understand. My parents were horders for most of my life, especially after my grandmother died. I was too embarrassed to have any friends over, plus my dad isn’t the friendliest person.
I know how you feel I was skinny growing up, and then this year, I’ve just gained so much. I feel disgusting honestly.
I’m so sorry about your mom, I hope you’re ok.
Please don’t do what you’re thinking to yourself. People do care about you, even if you don’t see it.
I am genuinely really sorry to hear about your mum. I’m not saying this flippantly as someone who has no idea how thoroughly awful you feel, but from experience, tidying my home is always the first step to me doing anything else or feeling better about… anything. You just can’t sort through your mind if your environment isn’t clear. I know it’s the LAST thing you feel like doing, but I’d recommend.