I think about death a lot, and wish that I would get killed in a car accident or die in my sleep. I don't have the guts for suicide, although I have self harmed in the past
Life is such a massive struggle, and I have been struggling with PTSD and generalised anxiety disorder for several years, tried many different treatments to no avail and medications too
I work full time but it is a ten hour a day panic attack with an hours commute there and the same home
My parents don't speak to me
my sibling don't speak to me
My adult DD has issues that , along with her, I struggle to cope with the responsibility of as I end up picking up the pieces a lot for mental health related behaviour, whilst quite literally wishing I was dead myself.
My husband (not DDs dad) and I are mismatched in so many ways and life is tedious, he doesn't want a life away from the TV, no meals out, holidays, He was different when we were courting
I don't know what I want to acheieve from this, or wondered if any0one else felt desperate like this?