hi,
I've been struggling with depression, anxiety and post traumatic stress disorder for the past four years. I've never really spoken about it, I always thought of it to be a weak subject and maybe if I just thought positively-then it would just go away.
I'm 19 and I live alone, no family and i've been homeless for a month now. My tenancy at my house ended and I simply have no money to attempt to get another place right now. I've been staying at multiple friends houses. I work almost 9 hours a week purely on commission. I've dropped out of school and three colleges due to my depression, I give up on everything easily. I've left four jobs because of no being able to cope with the early mornings, or my financial situation and personal issues clouding me at work.
I started my current job in March, I work in direct sales and marketing, it started off great, I was positive, I was making good money.. then my depression and anxiety started to control me. It's so hard trying to drag myself out of bed in the morning having no one to remind me to, the motivation to stay at this job because of the opportunities it will bring.. well they don't seem to excite me anymore. I cant even sell to people at the minute because my smile is so forced with everything that's affecting me in my personal life. When I come home it's the same shit, eat and weep about my issues all night by myself then face the world again the next day. The worst part is, I don't even feel like i can talk to any of my close friends about this. I'm driving myself crazy and they think it's all happy-days for me. I'm losing the will to live. I scream every night and there's no one around me to listen. I've lost interest in all the things I once cared about and I don't care about myself anymore. Sometimes I can't even bring myself to shower. The simplest things seem to be the hardest to accomplish at the minute - and that scares me.
At my job The commission is good here but it's not guaranteed if my attitude isn't there and right now,it isn't.. and I don't know when i'm going to get better. I cant afford to not work because i need money to eat, drink, live and survive.
I feel like my loneliness is becoming of me. I keep messing up everything I want to do in life. I fear I will end up on the streets if I carry on this way.