Hey, guys.
My name is Sara, and I’m 22. I just made an account and joined this group like 20 minutes ago. I was scrolling on tiktok about a month ago and I saw a video that was talking about therapy dupes lol I’m a broke college student so therapy without the therapy money? Sign me up. Of course, he said it was support groups and went on a spiel about how much they help. I’ve been too nervous to sign up and am very anxious typing this up now. I’ve been having it really tough lately.
I think I’ve been depressed ever since I was a kid. I used to fantasize about dying, and then I started to fantasize about killing myself. Life has always been difficult for me and as a kid I just knew that it would only grow to get worse and I remember thinking I’m gonna fuck myself up if I let myself live. I’d sit with a knife and I’d drive it in me until it felt like I was gonna break, I never followed through though I was always too much of a coward. But now, I think about it everyday and I wish with everything in me that I’d have died when I was young. The want for that is stronger than anything I’ve felt yet. Now, I would never kill myself because my cousin already did and it showed me how much it affected everyone. I can’t do that to my family, it wouldn’t be ending my pain, it would just be transferring it. But I am so angry and my biggest regret is not killing myself when I was younger. They’d have been over it by now if I had.
Somewhere along the way, I became an expert at not actually feeling my feelings. I’d be zoned out, not thinking about anything, or I’d be reading and not thinking about me, or I’d just be completely numb. Recently, my emotions have been hard to escape.
I isolate myself from everyone because I could never try and tell anybody anything. I feel like my heaviness is a little too heavy for others, or like my darkness is a little too dark to share. I have this persona that I show everyone, I’m like the funny carefree person & I feel like to let anybody in is to show them I’ve been lying to them for years. I feel guilty when I answer their questions and tell them I’m doing great. I go through my days feeling so heavy and everything is harder, smiling, acting like I’m happy, conversing, just acting like an all around good person. I have a little sister that’s really young and she tries to talk to me but I am so irritable and I snap at her for no reason. She’s just looking for connection and i’m being so horrible to her. It makes me hate myself so much.
I don’t know when my anxiety came into the picture but I’ve been struggling extra with that. I’m so tired, it’s like I can never catch a break. Even when I’m trying to relax, I can never stop feeling this bubble of worry in chest. I was trying to go to the bookstore the other day. I couldn’t get out of my car, I was too scared and too anxious. It felt like there was a pit in my chest that would grow every time I took a breath and I just sat there and started crying because I didn’t know I let my shit get that bad. So I am here because I am trying to find, I don’t know, some help? Maybe some emotional support??