BitterlyAlive
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- Apr 8, 2020
- 1,635
I feel so much guilt and shame. I ruin people's days, I affect their quality of life, simply because I exist. I admitted to a friend recently that I feel like a lot of bad things happen because of me. I'm aware this is the depression, but as an example I honestly feel like it's my fault COVID became such a shitshow. I feel like it's my fault that people's lives have been upturned, that people have had such a bad year and are struggling. It's my fault my former professors have had a rough year, it's my fault that my mom is stuck at home all the time, it's my fault that my friends are struggling with money and college. My brain has me convinced that it's because I mislead so many people about my career plans and had to back out right before the real action began. It's because I didn't kill myself that night. It's because I'm a bad daughter, employee, sister, and friend. I'm disgusted with myself.
I was completely honest when I told my therapist I was only seeing her because I'm expected to. I know I'm a burden on her. She doesn't want to start EMDR because she doesn't want to hurt me while I'm "vulnerable" but i deserve the pain. I deserve to get worse. Maybe it would give me the push I need to kill myself, take my toxic ass away from everyone. The only future I've ever been able to imagine is my suicide. People ask what my plans are, what I want for myself. I literally just want to be dead. I have no hope that I'll get better and have an actual life. I don't deserve a "life". And to be honest I have no desire for one.
I'm a very lonely and miserable person. I'm a waste, I'm an embarrassment, I'm a burden. My death would be a relief and a favor to others. It would be a weight off of people's shoulders. I pray for the courage to attempt suicide again, except next time I won't fail.
I was completely honest when I told my therapist I was only seeing her because I'm expected to. I know I'm a burden on her. She doesn't want to start EMDR because she doesn't want to hurt me while I'm "vulnerable" but i deserve the pain. I deserve to get worse. Maybe it would give me the push I need to kill myself, take my toxic ass away from everyone. The only future I've ever been able to imagine is my suicide. People ask what my plans are, what I want for myself. I literally just want to be dead. I have no hope that I'll get better and have an actual life. I don't deserve a "life". And to be honest I have no desire for one.
I'm a very lonely and miserable person. I'm a waste, I'm an embarrassment, I'm a burden. My death would be a relief and a favor to others. It would be a weight off of people's shoulders. I pray for the courage to attempt suicide again, except next time I won't fail.