Mkay.
Don't really know how to say this, but it's driving me absoloutly mad not doing anything.
Diagnosed with depression 2/3 months ago, after finally being persuaded to go to the GP by my partner.
When I was 15 I attempted suicide, on the eve of the last day of school. Thankfully I passed out before OD'ing too much and as a result spent the night vomiting.
I did the same at 17. Then went off the rails a bit for a few years and dabbled in the "free party" scene, which involved a lot of dabbling with various dr-gs.
Left that scene through my own choice, went on to find full time employment and accidently fell pregnant a few years after. Sadly miscarried early on, which nearly destroyed me all over again.
Ended up falling pregnant again and had my amazing LO, she is the light of my life and my silver lining in what I thought was a pernament rain cloud.
Fast forward 3 years and I feel like I'm 15 again, struggling to see the point. I feel like a failure, I have no fantastic skills or qualifications, no idea of what I'd like to do for a career. I think stupidly dark thoughts every day. I've planned many ways.
I know this shouldn't be normal but I'm worried I've never managed to get away from these dark thoughts so what if they are actually a part of me?
Haven't self harmed badly in years, but on those bad days I do the most minor cuts possible.
I can't escape the thoughts that this is just "how it is" and I won't ever change. I've built up and torn down my life so many times, I'm finally in a fairly stable situation but still can't cope?
I'm fully capable of functioning, I read posts all the time about how people can't get out of bed ect-
I'm fully able to get up every day and go to work- I may spend all day thinking dark thoughts but I have never followed through with any plans.
But I don't want to. I want to curl up in my duvet and cry without having to explain myself to anyone. I want to sit in a field and stare at the sky until my eyes go fuzzy and my mind clears. I feel so pressured to maintain this whole persona.
Thinking of taking a sick day because that's the only chance I'd get to be alone.
Does anyone have any coping methods?
I feel like I'm blindly stumbling through life with no direction.