I know I shouldn't be posting here, it's not an AIBU.
I just wanted to write down these things going on in my head, maybe it might help. Nobody knows how I feel or what I've done to myself. I also know I need professional help. I just don't want to talk to real life people right now.
There are so many people worse of than me, I know I need to pull myself together and stop feeling sorry for myself but it's easier said than done.
On Friday I lost my job. It was a sales job, I was ok at it sometimes but the majority of the time I wasn't, it was an apprenticeship and my first ever job, I was miserable but I wanted to stick it out for the year to get my qualifications and experience. I was not expecting to be told I had to leave, because I wasn't hitting targets. I was ill a lot because of the stress, I struggled with the pressure, I cried all the time, I cried on my lunchbreak in the toilets, I had tried to overdose once after a particularly bad day, I punched myself in the face, I cut myself, the job was horrible but I was so committed to sticking at it for the year. i lasted 6 months, I wasn't doing enough for them, I tried so hard.
And I have nothing to show for it.
My boss (ex boss) emailed me today saying she was disappointed in me.
I've been searching for new jobs (nothing sales related) I had a telephone interview today, I was not prepared for it at all as they did not say they were going to ring me then, they asked me loads of questions about my old job, I got tongue tied and they hung up on me, it was horrible. :(
Tonight I've cut myself again, I don't want to I just can't help it now, I've taken too many ibruprofen as well, but it's not enough to overdose.
I know I don't want to die, I am a happy person other than this. I just feel like a failure, and I feel very, very lost.
I can't talk to anybody about this, I know they are just going to tell me to pull myself together, it's just a job.
I'm not depressed, at least I don't think I am. I don't hurt myself over other things in my life, I don't hurt myself if things don't go my way. If I stop thinking about all this, I can smile and laugh. I don't know why I keep hurting myself over it.
I'm 20.