ive struggled with depression practically all my life. im 28 yrs old and the first time i remember the overwhelming feeling of loneliness and wishing i could die i was in the 4th grade.
next month i turn 29 and not much has changed. ever since i opened up about my depression when i was 17 all ive been told is to “get over it” “you’re just not trying” “exercise, you need sunlight” “be more positive”.
i really tried everything. i did dbt, off and on years of therapy, meds, etc. i still feel so detached. i was diagnosed with bipolar disorder the second time i was hospitalized when i was 20. so looking back at it of course nothing worked. i have something wrong with my chemical makeup/brain.
meth has been the only thing that helps drown out all my scary thoughts and numbs me enough to get out of bed everyday and go to work and see my friends and what not.
stuck between being a lowkey functioning addict (you’re always teetering on the edge of losing control though) or getting sober and feeling apathetic again. i was sober for 4 years, and those were the worst in the way i pretty much was a zombie and just moved through the world. i didnt really hang out with friends. i would just go to work come home and rot on the couch and repeat. i wasnt a human
when can I just give in and give up. i wish euthanasia was a legal option.
next month i turn 29 and not much has changed. ever since i opened up about my depression when i was 17 all ive been told is to “get over it” “you’re just not trying” “exercise, you need sunlight” “be more positive”.
i really tried everything. i did dbt, off and on years of therapy, meds, etc. i still feel so detached. i was diagnosed with bipolar disorder the second time i was hospitalized when i was 20. so looking back at it of course nothing worked. i have something wrong with my chemical makeup/brain.
meth has been the only thing that helps drown out all my scary thoughts and numbs me enough to get out of bed everyday and go to work and see my friends and what not.
stuck between being a lowkey functioning addict (you’re always teetering on the edge of losing control though) or getting sober and feeling apathetic again. i was sober for 4 years, and those were the worst in the way i pretty much was a zombie and just moved through the world. i didnt really hang out with friends. i would just go to work come home and rot on the couch and repeat. i wasnt a human
when can I just give in and give up. i wish euthanasia was a legal option.
