I feel like a burden and a horrible person. I am always about to start crying. I am a manager and supervisor, so I have to pretend to be a competent person during the day. I try to restrain my tears at night because I don't want to burden my husband.
I have been under treatment for depression and anxiety for years, but the pandemic has broken the camels back recently. I have the feeling that I am useless and deserves to be punished. I work hard to feel like I am earning the right to exist by being useful.