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When it's my time to leave, I'll be a cooked pizza
- Jan 13, 2025
- 26
Hi. How was your week? I hope you did something fun, or eat something tasty
I've had a super productive week, more than anytime before, and I can't believe how much I'm getting done. This hasn't happened since years ago.
And still...I don't feel proud? I don't know what feeling proud of myself means... How to do it...
I feel like this is how I have to live, how it always should have been, and my fucking brain is firing me with question right now: what if I did this earlier? What if nothing I went through happened and I never got depressed? What if something happens and nothing I do even matters anymore? What if I didn't have all the health complications I have from having been depressed for years? I feel broken.
What if I had pushed myself harder before, before all this even happened?
And I think
Does it even matter what I do? If I do it? Am I doomed to be like this forever?
Does it make a difference?
Am I really enjoying living?
While I'm pushing myself harder than ever, my sleep is so shit right now, because I'm getting kept awake for HOURS trying to sleep but thinking about all this, trying to make sense of everything, getting scared of all this going wrong, thinking about the past: the past hurts me so much, it makes me cry, so I can't sleep.
I wish all this shit never happened. I wish somebody helped me when I asked them and treated me seriously so I didn't have to go through this horrible mess. I wish I hadn't been so scared and sad and hopeless so I would have done things for myself. But sometimes I think this couldn't have gone differently, due to a lot of circumstances, and maybe I can derive some positive meaning behind all this nightmare...just me trying to find a reason for what I went through...
Anyway. I will keep going, I'm depressed right now but I have a little hope inside of me and I'm getting the hang of doing more things, I'll take care of myself.
Thank you for your support, always, it means a lot to me.
I've had a super productive week, more than anytime before, and I can't believe how much I'm getting done. This hasn't happened since years ago.
And still...I don't feel proud? I don't know what feeling proud of myself means... How to do it...
I feel like this is how I have to live, how it always should have been, and my fucking brain is firing me with question right now: what if I did this earlier? What if nothing I went through happened and I never got depressed? What if something happens and nothing I do even matters anymore? What if I didn't have all the health complications I have from having been depressed for years? I feel broken.
What if I had pushed myself harder before, before all this even happened?
And I think
Does it even matter what I do? If I do it? Am I doomed to be like this forever?
Does it make a difference?
Am I really enjoying living?
While I'm pushing myself harder than ever, my sleep is so shit right now, because I'm getting kept awake for HOURS trying to sleep but thinking about all this, trying to make sense of everything, getting scared of all this going wrong, thinking about the past: the past hurts me so much, it makes me cry, so I can't sleep.
I wish all this shit never happened. I wish somebody helped me when I asked them and treated me seriously so I didn't have to go through this horrible mess. I wish I hadn't been so scared and sad and hopeless so I would have done things for myself. But sometimes I think this couldn't have gone differently, due to a lot of circumstances, and maybe I can derive some positive meaning behind all this nightmare...just me trying to find a reason for what I went through...
Anyway. I will keep going, I'm depressed right now but I have a little hope inside of me and I'm getting the hang of doing more things, I'll take care of myself.
Thank you for your support, always, it means a lot to me.