I genuinely don't know where to start.
I don't even know if most of this will make sense. But for me daily life is a struggle. Even though my life from the outside seems good. Ever since I had post natal depression and managed to get 'over' that I've never felt right in this world. It was two years ago, but I've always managed by myself. I always know that at the very top of my priorities is my three year old daughter. She is the reason when I get urges to do stuff, I don't do it. She saves me in a way.
On a very bad day. I get these urges to randomly do stuff, like jump in front of a car. Or to drain my whole rent money on nothing. Or just give up completely because there's no hope. I'll stare in the mirror and completely hate myself and see a person I don't know, that I hate and despise and suddenly want to not be here. The only way I can see myself out of the sad, is to flee or not be alive. I can't self soothe in the slightest, I heavily depend on other people to make me feel loved or that I'm needed in this world. I feel the world is a horrible place and I just don't fit in. And I know I love my daughter but sometimes I have no urge to play or do things with her. And on a very bad day I'll want to self harm. But j never do these things bevause of my daughter. Ever. It feels like psychical pain not to, but I still do it.
On a good day I can laugh but it feels empty or false. On a good day I might go out and enjoy the sun or get on with my coursework. But the good never lasts and I can flit from mood to mood in about five seconds.
I have a boyfriend who tries very hard to make me happy and I genuinely love him and I know he makes me feel real happiness. But I get these urges to say nasty stuff form nowhere and of he ever says no to anyrhing (even though I know it's reasonable) it feels like heartbreak. So if he's busy and I know it's a valid reason, I take it personally like he hates me. And he struggles alot because he has autism. But he does his best.
I can't talk to my doctor as the last time I visited I mentioned this stuff and he said that I should go on tablets for depression and I asked for some sort of counselling and he point blank said no and that I had to take the tablets.
No one professional knows I'm living like this, I'm scared people will judge me on looking after my daughter by myself. I don't know what to do or even where to start but someone suggested I talk on here and possibly show a different doctor?
I just don't know what to do.
If you read this far, thank you. Genuinely from the bottom of my heart, I appreciate it.