gardens
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Hi Everyone,
I thought I'd post a couple thoughts/questions. I admire they way some of you post your feelings, I have such a hard time sharing my feelings even when it's anonymous like this.
I'm constantly thinking about suicide, always wanting to die. I'm not actively planning anything-but I just want the pain to stop. It does sometimes, but it always comes back. It's so tiring. Why do we put down our pets and aren't able to do the same with ourselves. Why do we have to endure this?
My depression has driven my siblings away. They don't know what to do with me. I live with my elderly mother, who is in excellent health. But my plan is to see her through this life and then I will go too. She really is the only one who has the compassion, patience and love that I need. She too is the only one who really needs me. Her and I have a great relationship which is a blessing.
I moved back home almost 2 decades ago when I went through my first depression. I couldn't work for a few years and needed to move back home. When I started a new career-my dad was diagnosed with cancer, I stayed to give back and help them out. Again, I'm very lucky that we got along so well, and it turned out to be a great arrangement. My dad died in 2004 and now it's just my mom and I. After she is gone I feel that maybe I've done enough and can stop the pain in my head. I've always disagreed with people calling depression the "black dog" the "black hole", these things exists outside of oneself. My depression is me. I feel it's me I'm fighting all the time.
I just feel things slipping away. People, relationships-what's the point?
Okay-so I posted-yes it is a cry for help.
thanks for reading
Gardens
I thought I'd post a couple thoughts/questions. I admire they way some of you post your feelings, I have such a hard time sharing my feelings even when it's anonymous like this.
I'm constantly thinking about suicide, always wanting to die. I'm not actively planning anything-but I just want the pain to stop. It does sometimes, but it always comes back. It's so tiring. Why do we put down our pets and aren't able to do the same with ourselves. Why do we have to endure this?
My depression has driven my siblings away. They don't know what to do with me. I live with my elderly mother, who is in excellent health. But my plan is to see her through this life and then I will go too. She really is the only one who has the compassion, patience and love that I need. She too is the only one who really needs me. Her and I have a great relationship which is a blessing.
I moved back home almost 2 decades ago when I went through my first depression. I couldn't work for a few years and needed to move back home. When I started a new career-my dad was diagnosed with cancer, I stayed to give back and help them out. Again, I'm very lucky that we got along so well, and it turned out to be a great arrangement. My dad died in 2004 and now it's just my mom and I. After she is gone I feel that maybe I've done enough and can stop the pain in my head. I've always disagreed with people calling depression the "black dog" the "black hole", these things exists outside of oneself. My depression is me. I feel it's me I'm fighting all the time.
I just feel things slipping away. People, relationships-what's the point?
Okay-so I posted-yes it is a cry for help.
thanks for reading
Gardens