Nothing to do with Covid.
Massive woe is me post incoming. Sorry about that.
I am in my mid 20s and have no children. I am bored of life. I have been depressed for about 10 years and at first I held onto the hope that things would get better but it's been so long now I just can't bring myself to believe that anymore. I have seen so many different doctors/therapists/psychiatrists/counsellors both NHS and privately, and I've been on lots of different types of medication. Nothing has helped.
I have no friends. I spend most of my time talking to my mum which I feel shit about because I'm too close to her - she knows everything. I also take up most/all of her time because I have no one else to talk to or do anything with. I live by myself with two cats, who I adore and are my world. In fact they are partly the reason I haven't offed myself yet because I can't bare the thought of them wondering where I am.
I hate my job. I'm not good at anything. Everyone around me is getting promoted and I'm getting rejected despite being in the department longer.
I spend my days playing a computer game which is the only thing I do when I'm not working. I had an interview with a different company the other day and they asked me to talk about myself and I didn't know what to say. I'm too embarrassed to talk about the computer game I play.
I am a part time student but every lesson I slack off and tell myself I'll catch up another time so now I'm really behind and I really cba putting any effort into it.
There are things I'd like to do around the house - paint a room, buy new furniture. But I just cba. If I can be playing my game I'll be doing that and I don't even enjoy it that much sometimes. If I'm not playing the game I'm scrolling through mumsnet on my phone.
I've never been a tidy person but my house is a mess until my mum comes up and tidies it for me. Half the time I go to hers for food so I don't very often cook myself. Why can't I be an ordinary functioning adult?
I hate myself. I am extremely ugly - I'm not just saying that to be negative, it's a true fact. My face is wonky, only half of my mouth moves when I smile. I'm obese. I've put on 3 stone in the last two years and I was already obese before then.
I wear the same scruffy clothes everyday because I don't go anywhere and nothing else looks nice on me. My hair won't grow long. It's wavy and frizzy and I can't do anything with it and it literally makes me feel sick to the point I want to rip it out. I'm disgusting. I want to die.
Tbh I think I'm just lazy. They say if you want to get better you have to put the work into it and the truth it, I don't want to put the work into it. So I either live this miserable half-life or die, right?
I'm so bored, what can I do? I did a mindfulness course once but I can't stick to it. Exercise makes me angry. There's nothing I enjoy.
When I was depressed in my teens I couldn't wait for my twenties because those are what everyone seems to say are 'the best years of your life' and I assumed everything would fall into place. But they're shitter than ever and I don't see the point. I have no faith that anything will change. This boring slog for another approx. 25,000 days.
Please don't tell me to go to the doctors again because I've already been and am waiting on yet another -pointless- referral.
Thank you for reading my self-pitying rant
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