Regular poster but NC.
Recently quit sertraline and struggling - my brain feels even worse than it did when I started.
I literally have no idea what the point of me is. I go to a job that I don't really enjoy then go home. I try to do a lot of various activities and socialise when I can, but it all feels largely pointless.
My DH is a wonderful man but works shifts and I am alone a lot. I have started to feel very lonely.
My friends all have their own things going on and I don't want to bother them. My best friend (we have been like sisters for over 20 years) has a separate group of friends I think she'd rather spend time with. We don't see each other half as much as we used to. My family are 300 miles away - my mother very staunchly believes there is no such thing as mental health issues. I have very much been brought up with a "crack on" mentality - I don't feel like I can do this any more.
I must start this by saying I would never act on anything because I couldn't do that to my parents - but I'm really realising that, if I wasn't here, the world would continue to turn, people would get on with their lives and everything would be just as it was. I don't think I would be particularly missed.
No idea why I'm posting this but I don't feel like I can say this anywhere else. Everything very very grey at the moment.