I'm not sure if anyone can relate to what I'm about
to say entirely or if anyone will even read this but I feel like I need to say it or write it as I have no one left to talk to. This is my personal confession. I'm at the lowest point in my life, quite literally rock bottom. At this very moment I have a bottle of Jack Daniel's that I'm getting through at 1:30 in the afternoon. I've maybe smoked a pack of cigarettes today and have not eaten anything. I have about
$8 in my bank account with all of my credit cards maxed out. I'm a 29 year old single male with a good career and I make very close to a 6 figure income. Yet I cry myself to sleep at night and I feel isolated and alone. I've lost most of my good friends and I typically don't answer the phone when my parents or family call me. My life consists of going to work and then coming home to get hammered every night. The majority of my income...probably 60% or so is spent on alcohol, *******, and ***********. I'm aware of the health risks of all of these addictions yet continue because death doesn't sound all that bad. I would do it right now if I could except unfortunately I'm a coward. Ultimately I want this to stop. I was happy at one point (mostly in college) but everything just seems to be going down hill year after year. I'm in the darkest loneliest hopeless position I have ever been in my life and I know that's relative because it could always get worse. I want to be better. I just don't know that it ever can be.
I know that everyone's experience is different and most likely no one is at my low point. Is this depression? Is there anyone out there who has been this low, irresponsible, and disgusting? Did you get out of it? How?
I'm agnostic but dear God, if you're there please help me.
Post Edited By Moderator (getting by) : 3/8/2015 4:49:52 PM (GMT-6)