sirciroc
Member
- Feb 4, 2024
- 44
I haven't been here in weeks. Not since the week I made this account. I actually started a recovery journey. But it honestly feels like a waste of time. I just spent two hours trying to get a new prescription for my antidepressant from a different pharmacy, because the version from my current one is absolute shit. It doesn't work, It does nothing for me. I spent almost two hours on the phone with the new pharmacy (mind you, this was the fourth time i called in two weeks) just to be told they cannot refill it until damn near the end of April.
I am in so much fucking pain. I am so, so miserable. So devoid of energy and optimism and filled with nothing but constant thoughts of inadequacy and failure. Jealousy and rage and hopeless 24/7. I want it to stop. I'm actively trying to get it to stop, just to be told I have to remain miserable for almost another month. That I have to live with these horrible thoughts for another 20 something days while also navigating work I hate and a body that actively fails me. And then pray to god that this pharmacy's new version works. I don't know what to do if it doesn't.
What am I doing? Is there a point? As soon as I finally sit and take baby steps to feel better and not sabotage myself, life comes along and fucks me up and sabotages shit anyway. It's like someone out there relishes in how much I hate myself and doesn't want me to be happy.
I can't live like this. I won't make it to the end of the year. I'm so tired. So tired.
I am in so much fucking pain. I am so, so miserable. So devoid of energy and optimism and filled with nothing but constant thoughts of inadequacy and failure. Jealousy and rage and hopeless 24/7. I want it to stop. I'm actively trying to get it to stop, just to be told I have to remain miserable for almost another month. That I have to live with these horrible thoughts for another 20 something days while also navigating work I hate and a body that actively fails me. And then pray to god that this pharmacy's new version works. I don't know what to do if it doesn't.
What am I doing? Is there a point? As soon as I finally sit and take baby steps to feel better and not sabotage myself, life comes along and fucks me up and sabotages shit anyway. It's like someone out there relishes in how much I hate myself and doesn't want me to be happy.
I can't live like this. I won't make it to the end of the year. I'm so tired. So tired.