I feel so bleak and empty at the moment. It's partly the dark and the cold but I really feel like I just can't see any point or joy whatsoever left in my life.
It's a whole long story that I feel like I've typed out too many times on other threads about my Mum's dementia and caring for her, her sudden death, relapsing with eating disorder, compulsive exercise issues, Christmas alone because of my relapse meaning I missed the amazing holiday I'd been looking forward to.
But it's more than that. I feel so completely alone and unmoored. I feel like I'm pointless in the world. I'm asexual, I'm never going to have anyone feel strongly about me. I don't have any friends, although I'm friendly as a person and have people I like, it all just feels exhausting and full of effort. I'm meant to be going back to work next week and the thought makes me feel so drained, but I'm self-employed, I'll have no income if I don't and my business will fall apart. My family will be back in a few weeks and the thought of them makes me feel so drained.
I've been trying to push through for so many weeks, using exercise to make myself feel better but my body hurts all over, my knees are so swollen and sore, I can't sleep. I just feel completely and utterly spent and completely and utterly full of bone-deep despair.
I don't even know what to do. I'm too tired to call any helplines. I'm too tired to even cry. All I want is to curl up in my mum's arms and let myself be held. But she's dead and I'll never feel her arms around me again.