Hello anyone and everyone. I haven't been here for quite awhile, but tonight I felt compelled to. Sadly, it's often desperation that drives me to seek support, and when things get to be more manageable I drift away.
Does this sound like you?
I don't believe it's a case of being selfish, although there are times we all need to be. I've tried to help where I could in the past if I could relate to something someone had posted, or to simply let them know they aren't alone. I try not to post about my own issues until things seem so futile that my own thoughts honestly start to scare me. Like today, like tonight.
Does this sound like you?
I've had a terrible day from the start where absolutely nothing has gone right. This could describe a lot of my days anymore, but then there are days like this one. Everything seems so off kilter, like I'm having some sort of bad reaction to a drug. Like my brains are actually turning over inside my head. Intellectually, I know it's because I'm feeling so overwhelmed by my life situation that it's causing more anxious depression than I usually feel. When I say nothing has gone right, I know I'm not simply whining because everything hasn't gone my way. I know I'm in trouble.
Does this sound like you?
It starts with one thing, then the next and on and on. I feel it must be my own fault in some way, and I become my own worst enemy. Many times when I feel a day starting this way, I can manage to find something to pull myself out of it and manage to salvage something. Then there are days like today when I know nothing at all is going to work. So I look forward to just going to bed, if I can get any sleep because of how I'm feeling, and hope when I wake up I won't find a continuation of the day before.
Does this sound like you?
I feel I need to run from something, when in reality it's from myself. I feel the need to run to someone, but there's no one to run to. Not anymore. They're all a distant memory.
Does this sound like you?
On days like this there isn't any vision of the future to comfort me, because life itself has become so empty. Man wasn't meant to be alone, no matter how much of an introvert we may be. Memories don't comfort me, because they only bring pain. They only serve to remind me of a time when I wasn't alone, and I had so much future ahead of me. The past, the present and the future all seem so painful. I just want it all to stop.
Does this sound like you?
So I've come here tonight in desperation. Maybe I felt simply typing these words would bring me some sort of comfort in and of themselves. When I read them back, they only sound as empty, lonely and as futile as everything else. They bring no comfort, but I tried. Sometimes nothing can turn a day around no matter what. On a day like this.
I honestly hope none of this sounds like you.