I keep thinking that I’m not going to make it.

[sirciroc]

I am trying to recover. But it's…so hard. I've already asked for help. I've already let people know I'm in pain. I've sought services. But I can't bring myself to do anything. I can't bring myself to care about anything. I honestly think major depression is my default state at this point because rare periods of happiness are increasingly non existent. It felt so ready for this recovery journey a month ago, but now I'm starting to think I'll be celebrating my final birthday this year. And the thoughts won't go away. I don't even think I'll make it to autumn at this rate. But I don't know how to tell people that. I don't even know if it will make a difference. I feel so empty inside

 

[Mirrory Me]

That's too bad. Sometimes things don't seem to be moving - you might need some inspiration from somewhere, something that would support you in this project. Depending on your life situation, what could cheer you up today? I personally wiev myself as a parent, who supports and guides me trough strugles and so, to play and enjoy life. I also pick some tarot and stuff.