My life is a complete and utter mess and I really don’t see a way out of it. I dread every single day and could happily just hide in my bed. Getting out of bed and leaving the house feels like the most difficult thing in the world and all day I have to fight with myself to not leave wherever I am and go straight back to bed. Every time I have a conversation with someone I will massively overthink it afterwards and think that they must all hate me. The anxiety can be so crippling that it’s starting to affect me physically. I don’t eat or drink properly because of it and feel like I’m constantly in fight or flight mode. I can’t concentrate on anything and lose track of everything so easily. I feel like my phone is a massive crutch for me, like I need it in my hand as a distraction pretty much all the time. I can’t ever cope with doing nothing or silence, it doesn’t matter if I’m eating/sleeping/in the shower/doing housework, my phone will either be in my hand or on in the background. My scrolling time must be horrendous.
I work full time and receive help with childcare costs but I never have any money at all. I have less than no money really as I borrow from a relative and then repay when I get paid so it goes round in a vicious circle. There’s no savings, no emergency funds and I constantly feel like I’m robbing Peter to pay Paul. I don’t know if it’s because I just don’t have enough money or if it’s because I’m financially irresponsible. I left home at 16 and have just muddled along since but I seem to be incapable of saving or budgeting properly. I have old historic debt that I ignore as well as more recent stuff. My credit rating is in tatters, I couldn’t get any credit if I tried and I’m pretty sure it’s not fixable now. I don’t even have my own car or mobile phone contract, I use a relatives (which I do always pay for).
I have a council flat and it’s just a mess as well, it’s not filthy or anything but I struggle with constantly trying to keep up with housework, it’s a never ending battle and even if I do keep up with it, everything is old and tatty. Old carpets and couches that cleaning doesn’t help much with anymore, very old woodwork that looks so run down. I never have the money to do much to it and I feel so embarrassed that it’s not the nice home I want it to be.
I hate the way I look, I’ve never liked how I look but recently I can barely look in the mirror. I’ve started noticeably aging in the past few years and I look so much worse already. I have barely any clothes, I wear the same ugly, basic things day in day out. There’s so much I would love to change but it all takes money and time at the gym etc. I spent a lot of money that I don’t have earlier this month on make up and skincare to try and make myself feel better. I felt better for 5 minutes and that was it plus I still look like shit - I feel disgusting. I know it’s stupid and vain but it affects me so much, I can’t even look people in the eye when I’m talking to them, my confidence is that low.
I’ve got barely any sense of routine, I’m never on time for anything, my sense of time keeping is horrific. DS is regularly late for school, I’m regularly late for work, mornings just basically give me a panic attack. I genuinely can’t seem to come to grasp with how long things will take or how much time has passed etc. Then I worry even more about how much people must hate me and the consequences of being late all the time. I just always feel like I’m so behind and unorganized with everything.
I struggle to even think about food shopping and cooking and basic day to day things. I forget when to eat, I forget when to drink or even go for a pee sometimes. Even as I’m writing this my mind keeps drifting off to la la land which makes me feel even more useless. It feels like every muscle in my body is constantly tense to the point where I feel sore all the time, I just can’t relax at all. It honestly feels like my head might explode or my heart might just give out sometimes. I can’t even really explain the feeling I have, it’s almost like crawling in my own skin or being stuck.
I’m single as well and have been for the past 2 years. I haven’t really tried dating but in my head, I think I’ll just be alone for the rest of my life now which part of me is okay with and part of me is really sad about. I just don’t see how anyone would ever want to be with me - I certainly wouldn’t want to be with me.
I just absolutely detest myself. I hate everything about myself inside and out and almost everything about my life (apart from DS, my dog and I have some good friends). I keep looking for quick fixes to make my life better or make myself feel better but nothing seems to work. It’s like there’s no way forward and I just have to struggle through until it’s over. I can’t talk about this in real life as I seem to manage to keep most of it all hidden to everyone else, god knows how. I’m cheery and chatty and helpful when inside I’m literally screaming. I just want to hide from the world so much of the time.
I’m so sorry for the long post and if you’ve managed to listen to my whining for so long then thank you. I just had to get it out as I sit here at work smiling whilst feeling like I’m crawling in my own skin.