Hi , am 29. I won’t bore anyone with my sad stories but I haven’t had the best childhood, my parents tried - I appreciate that every passing day. Parent fought a lot and I remember my mum and 7 other siblings spending the night outside- dad sent us out. He use to drink lots.
At 9, my male cousin sexually harassed me, his sister saw it but blamed me. I’ve always tried to forget.
I moved to England at 17, but life was tough as an immigrant, was being treated badly and had limited work rights and thousands to pay as fees else I will be deported. Long story... didn’t even realise I was depressed until a friend picked up on it. I tried not to be but things were tough and I had to leave the country or be illegal. My previous flatmate stole my passport and hacked my phone ...
Well today I’ve been in another country, ones I got here, immigration laws got tougher,
I worked hard but got treated badly my customers and sometimes my employers.
I hate my job but I’ve applied to literally thousands of jobs but no one gives me a job.
I met my partner, love him so much but I haven’t told him half of this story not the fact that am depressed. 3 months ago I thought of killing my self.
I look at people around me with no restrictions to live in a country and I feel like I don’t have a reason to live. I pray as much as I can but I have these voices in my head. I still work in a cafe, going in keeps me up all night . I just hate being a barista- would be 7 years and can’t do anything with my degree and am almost finishing a PhD.
Sorry for the long rant . I just don’t know what to do. Every time I call up a family all I hear is problems so I stopped calling. I don’t feel like doing anything but living with my partner at his mums house, I can’t not go to work , I pretend and smile all the time but I can’t deal with my life.
Am going to work tomorrow and my mind is not with it. I feel like death would be better