I know this post hasn't been active, and OP hasn't responded - but I just had to....
PLEASE KNOW THIS IS TEMPORARY! I also feel hopeless 90% of the time. It gets to the point that when I am having a good day I'm terrified of how bad the next drop in mood and functioning will be... I don't know your full story, but maybe by sharing mine you'll find some sort of comfort, because you are NOT alone. If I were any lower today I wouldn't have been able to respond. I just hope you see the support
I was raised in a family of 7, the oldest of 5 kids. My father was an extremely paranoid, delusional, and violent schizophrenic with narcisistic tendencies. He beat my mother for 12 plus years while I lost my childhood and the chance to know myself to caring for the young ones and putting everyone else first. After having my daughter at 22 my mental health fell to pieces. The guilt and shame for not being enough for others drove me into an 18 month daily meth habit after losing my insurance and ADD script. I was so close to dying... And I didn't care. All that mattered was I felt needed, and they were happy. If I told anyone I knew it would be bad and really did believe dying would be better for everyone. Shit hit the fan 4 months ago. I have very few friends, but after being abandoned by my husband, denied parental access to my one reason for living, left without my car, bank accounts drained, and abused by medical professionals with chips on their shoulders after using to martyr myself to the benefit of my family.... Well let's just say it literally took that much for me to value myself enough to call bullshit. I no longer allow others to use me as their doormat, although I still feel enormous guilt for even having needs... Pre-meth, I had been through CBT, DBT, and EMDR therapy - that still wasn't enough to escape the survival instincts that have cost me my health.
Please know it's not too late. I have always in some way or another altered my consciousness, and I still do to an extent to cope with being alive. This time around I'm taking care of me, and it's totally foriegn soil. The difference between the little scared girl inside and who I am now is that I have the agency to change my circumstances, it was just a matter of learning how. If I can do it, I believe that anyone can. I'm not saying drugs are bad (m'kay?), but just that you have to come first. You can change your circumstances, just try to make small changes so you don't get overwhelmed or discouraged. And be kind to yourself, please please.... Can't stress it enough. Life is hard enough without beating yourself down. I hope all is okay, even though I know your struggling... It's okay to not be okay.