I've suffered with the above to varying degrees my entire adult life. Growing up it was primarily severe depression and insomnia. I was the youngest of four, a child of divorce, so I had little facetime with my mother between her trying to support four children and have any semblance of a life herself. I saw my father every other weekend, and my siblings were often too busy to spend time with me. We moved around a lot. When I hit puberty, I began acting up - nothing too extreme, but I would lie a lot and manipulate others for the attention that I felt I wasn't receiving. I hate that version of myself - I was never malicious for the sake of it, but my lies and manipulations hurt people, I lost friends, I sabotaged relationships. The result is that I now find it impossible to want to open up to anyone, or seek support in any way, because I'm so guarded against being that attention seeking person that I was. My current girlfriend of 6 years, the person I am closest to, has no idea how bad it can get inside my head. Some days are fine, but recently I started a new job and was quickly promoted, and instead of being happy or feeling validated, it makes me feel like an imposter, like I don't deserve it, and a couple of weeks ago I had my first panic attack for about 15 years, since I was a teenager. Part of me wants to talk to someone about it, part of me wants to just bury it, and part of me just wants it out of my brain, which I guess is what I'm doing right now.
Anyone reading this, thank you for the time, and to anyone feeling alone or overwhelmed by daily life, me too - you're not alone.