I really hate being negative and 'woe is me' cause all I hearing ringing in my ears is that 'there's people out there worse off than you' and I realise that, however I have been suffering since I was 12, I am now 48. I've not lived. I have not had a fulfilling life in any respect of the term. I've had so much bad stuff that has only made my mental health worse, I can't ever catch a break.
Anyway, this morning at 3am I wrote a list (I can't ever sleep) - so I thought I'd share my list.
Also, side note, I'm on countless medications, I've tried almost every combination of medication over the years, therapy is no longer and option as I am 'too complex' - so there's that... anyway - my list.... no idea why I'm sharing, I just feel fucking lost and lonely. I hate myself, my life, and the only reason I am still torturing myself by being here is my son and dogs. My life is HELL. Pure hell. I hate every second of it. I'm now so depressed I am literally in bed as much as possible away from everything. I get up when I am needed to do chores (carer for my elderly parents) but that is it.