Hello! My boyfriend introduced me to this website. This is my first post. I like writing about how I feel, however, I tend to dig too deep into my thoughts and upsetting myself more. Maybe that is a sign that I am ignoring them too much. I have dealt with depression and anxiety for as long as I can remember. I've got the normal horrible childhood story, but I won't get into that.
I guess the reason I created an account was to share some of the concerns I have been having with myself lately. In April or May (can't quite remember) I spent a week in a mental hospital after a suicide attempt. I was all about improving myself after that. It really opened up my eyes and realized that I wanted to live. It was okay for a while, but it just keeps going down hill. I almost want to go back, but I can't afford it. Life is just too crazy. There is so much going on. Money is short and bills are high. Every time I seem to have things figured out, something comes along and blows it all up. Anyways, I guess I'm here to more talk about my feelings with my depression and anxiety.
I am slowly losing the will to live again. People always tell me that everything will be okay, but I have been told that for years and years without it ever being okay. I will never be okay. My brain is always messed up and it always will be. I don't have any hope anymore that I will ever feel complete happiness or get better. I've tried medicine, music, writing, meditation, light therapy, and other things. What do I have to do? I just want to quit.
I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I feel like I am going crazy. I will post more details in other posts to break everything up some. There is too many things to talk about.