Anyone lost their faith/spirituality/belief after their depression/anxiety/anger/sadness started?…
Does anyone else have something good happen in their life, then feel guilty for being happy? I’m so used to, and “comfortable,” with that depressed feeling that I feel bad being happy. Depression, or whatever the fuck this is, sucks. I’ve been so selfish to the people that love me. And I know it… But I can’t seem to change my mindset. I just drink and drink and drink. Idk. I’ve tried the pills, the therapy, even the suicide. My thoughts are so jumbled. I wanted to post a well thought out, analytical post… But I’m too buzzed I guess. And too jumbled :/ I […]
I just want to die. Like wouldn’t it be easier? My image of death is black. Like nothing. The end. No more, nothing more. I don’t know. I don’t like this. Life isn’t a choice. Primarily atleast. People make you. Your parents. But death can also be a choice. So why is it taboo? Like wtf is the point of life even..? There are things I love. But if i fade to black none of it would matter anymore.
Idk. I have a lot on my mind and I’m half drunk, I’m sorry. Just some thoughts/diarrhea of the mouth.
Fuck everything.