Posted 1/29/2015 6:32 AM (GMT 0)
Boy does it sure hurt and feel so lonely. I wish I had the energy and motivation to be back to myself and able to talk to people. I wish I wasn't depressed and could feel joy... no matter what I do or try I feel nothing other than hopelessness, boredom, worry, and loneliness. As I type the laughter outside my room door just reminds me of pathetic I am, how sad my existence is, how alone I feel, how hopeless my situation seems, how nobody gets it and nobody cares. I feel as though I'm going crazy and at my limit. I've been at my limit for such a long time. I feel trapped within my own sick mind... is there no escape...
See a therapist they say... Ask your psychiatrist they say... I just increased my medication's dose. The psychiatrist won't/can't help me. I'm just their human lab rat as they test and try different medications on me that hardly do the job. A therapist? Does that really help or do they just want easy money? Do they really care about their clients while they watch their clocks, mouth drooling at the thought getting your money? How can talking really help such a deep problem... Seek help... what help? Let time pass... I've been in "relapse" for over two years now. Have I not been patient enough? Get a job/find hobbies/exercise... Yes, because someone who doesn't even have the motivation for self-hygiene is going to get up and go to work everyday and exercise when they get home. Eat healthy...Okay, now what? Read self-help books...I have, many, many times. I'm so sick of this. I am so... so... sick. I'm frustrated, resentful, impatient, and tired. What is it like to have a good day? Can anyone tell me? Their laughing has stopped, now all I hear is silence. What was better, the reminder of how anti-social and what a loser I am or the silence of being lonely with no help and no hope... I haven't an answer. This pain is too great.