I come here to vent with the full belief that it is useless to do so.
I was diagnosed with Colitis early on, Aphasia , Dysgraphia, (one other that evades me at the moment) in college in my 30s having put myself through school late in life, to gain a degree that has been useless. I also have PTSD from a horrible family life. And I have self diagnosed with mild Autism having read a lot of books on the subject and watched o so many tv shows and movies about people living with autism, and seeing myself with my limited ability to read people in the characters.
Im in my late 50's and have been depressed since I was 10 years old. I have been working at something since 10 as well, struggling for every penny, and currently out of work, having been fired for the first time in my life from the only job I could get after sending out 7k in resumes. (Tip: don't waste your time with massive amounts of resumes without using something like jobscan to hit the keywords on every one or you wont make it past the automated software reviewing your resume.) I made a movie which was seen by 1200 people, wrote a book that has been downloaded 15 times, which has been free for most of its publishing! And can not get past the crap in my head to actually finish any of the music I started writing from the time I was 5 years old. When I was young, every time the muse struck someone in my family would come in and bother me, breaking me out of the moment and to this day I cant get anything completed.
I have been screwed over by pretty much everyone in my life be it family or friends or Financial advisors or Doctors who can't diagnose anything properly or perform surgeries that don't fix anything. ( which probably says more about me then any of them).
I think about suicide everyday but don't have the guts do act on it. Wake up every morning with my first thought being just let me die in my sleep!
I have a person in my life for the last 13 years whom is the antithesis of what I need or want in a partner. Barely contributes anything and complains all the time. If you where to watch from the outside you would say I am hootchy wiped. I was raised to be a slave and I behave like a care giver behaves even when it does not benefit me. PTSD is the life for me...
I need to leave, move, find some way of life different before it kills me or I finally give in to the suicidal thoughts, and yet even knowing that I am still here. I used to wonder why abused people stay in abusive relationships. I still don't know why but I know I'm in my third relationship and all of them where abusive and again it probably says more about me then them. 3rd relationship all as adult, non as a kid whom would have learned something in the process.
I am anxiety ridden and completely lost.
I hope for your sake you never have to walk a path like mine.
Be safe, try to be happy, live in the moment because the past has already been and will not change, and the future never actually arrives. It is always now. If only I could take my own advise.