SantasHelper
Living the ‘gift’ of life
- Apr 14, 2023
- 58
I feel like a horrible, selfish person because I have everything I ever wanted, what most people want, and I still feel empty and think about CTB.
I have a living, healthy & communicative family. I have a few friends I talk to every so often. I have a well paying job, I have a partner who was my first healthy relationship ever. I'm learning how to drive, going to college, etc. When I was younger, I struggled with all of this. With making friends, having a healthy relationship romantically and with my family. I was deathly afraid of driving and put it off for so long. I was too poor to go to college, I only go to college bc my job pays for it. I lost my scholarship during the pandemic. I'm even losing weight and eating better. Going outside, meeting new people.
I'm doing all of these things, and I still don't feel happy. I was diagnosed with depression and social anxiety in January and I was diagnosed with PTSD when I was 19 (CSA / Partner Assault).
A lot of pro choice people, or even ignorant people, say there's a lot to live for. They say that going outside and drinking water and trying something new will help. Well, I did it all. I tried new hobbies. I lost weight and gained weight 3 times, this is my 4th time. I'm overcoming some fears and trying to do new things. I've tried climbing up the latter in terms of education and career, considering I grew up in poverty. Still nothing. I'm just walking proof that you can truly have everything and feel nothing.
Part of me feels tired of taking care of everyone else. When there's an argument between my friends, I have to fix it. When my friend is wanting to CTB themselves, I have to be there for them and help. When my parents are drunk, I have to help them and cook dinner and clean etc. But when I need help with something or someone to talk to, nobody. Nothing.
Taking care of everyone else and nobody takes care of me.
These are just a few examples of what I do.
I've thought (and planning) to running away and starting a new life. If that doesn't work out, I'll CTB.
Thank you for reading and letting me vent out my feelings. I've felt this way for a while.
I have a living, healthy & communicative family. I have a few friends I talk to every so often. I have a well paying job, I have a partner who was my first healthy relationship ever. I'm learning how to drive, going to college, etc. When I was younger, I struggled with all of this. With making friends, having a healthy relationship romantically and with my family. I was deathly afraid of driving and put it off for so long. I was too poor to go to college, I only go to college bc my job pays for it. I lost my scholarship during the pandemic. I'm even losing weight and eating better. Going outside, meeting new people.
I'm doing all of these things, and I still don't feel happy. I was diagnosed with depression and social anxiety in January and I was diagnosed with PTSD when I was 19 (CSA / Partner Assault).
A lot of pro choice people, or even ignorant people, say there's a lot to live for. They say that going outside and drinking water and trying something new will help. Well, I did it all. I tried new hobbies. I lost weight and gained weight 3 times, this is my 4th time. I'm overcoming some fears and trying to do new things. I've tried climbing up the latter in terms of education and career, considering I grew up in poverty. Still nothing. I'm just walking proof that you can truly have everything and feel nothing.
Part of me feels tired of taking care of everyone else. When there's an argument between my friends, I have to fix it. When my friend is wanting to CTB themselves, I have to be there for them and help. When my parents are drunk, I have to help them and cook dinner and clean etc. But when I need help with something or someone to talk to, nobody. Nothing.
Taking care of everyone else and nobody takes care of me.
These are just a few examples of what I do.
I've thought (and planning) to running away and starting a new life. If that doesn't work out, I'll CTB.
Thank you for reading and letting me vent out my feelings. I've felt this way for a while.