I found this community when I called the suicide hotline last night. I've been having a very difficult year. Covid has been hard, but it seems like only part of the problem. I started to not be able to do my job before covid had started due to high levels of stress. The only recent change was that I had moved from CA to CO and was able to get a place of my own.
I suppose being able to move away from a stressful situation allowed my emotions to start coming out, and it was too much to handle. I started seeing a therapist and started improving in my new place. Unfortunately I started preforming worse as my job was getting more and more stressful. My apartment would be a wreck, and trying to clean it would lead to huge spikes of anxiety. Covid lockdown was in full effect at this time, and I stayed inside doing nothing in my free time. I would try and go outside for a walk, only to become so depressed in the middle of my walk that my legs would buckle and I would start crying uncontrollably. It was terrifying that I had so little control and understanding of my own body. I lost my job about a year ago and my financial situation had worsened to a terrifying point. I haven't been able to see a Healthcare professional in at least 6 months and I don't seem to be able to send out resumes without triggering panic attacks. Even unemployment took me months to fill out.
I do have a better understand of my triggers at this point but it feels too late. I've lost all hope and see no light. I just want to give up. I don't see a road back to being functional. Trying to get support from my family is counterproductive to my mental health, and I don't have much faith in myself. I'm grateful that I can vent about this, but I do wish that I could move forward in my life. Thank you for reading this, I appreciate it greatly.