....is what my DP has said to me. Well, says to me quite regularly actually, but last night it just really got to me.
Don't get me wrong, they love me and genuinely want me to be happy, but sometimes what they say is just.... beyond frustrating!
I don't know what else I can say to make her realise that these kind of comments are so counter productive. I'm not saying she should know the answer, but sometimes, I just need a hug.
I've had depression and, I would say, severe anxiety for a couple of decades now. Basically, my entire adult life. Actually since puberty.
All I remember is one day I was happy and carefree, like all my friends, the next, a dark cloud forms, I'm miserable and life seems exhausting. Almost impossible.
I've had loads of therapy, including CBT, but I can't help but feel as though this is just me. Like being unhappy and unfulfilled is my destiny. Not a nice feeling, but sometimes I feel as though I should put more energy into accepting that, than fighting, what sometimes feels like, the inevitable. Does that make any sense?
Anyway, this isn't supposed to be a rant about my DP. They really do try and support me. Tbf to them, they don't know what else to do.
Maybe they'd be happier without me.