My day
Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 8:57 pm
Today I woke up feeling low, but decided to make that feeling worse by looking up an old girlfriend on the net, and saw how happy she was just to torture myself a bit. Once I was in the right frame of mind I took a long coastal walk by the cliffs. Sometimes on these walks I am close to tears but today I wasn't.
I am 35, single, jobless and just sick of it all. My family want me to go and see the doctor but I don't want to go on anti-depressants and be filled with a false sense of cheeriness. Every aspect of my life I examine just takes me back to the same point, that my best days are behind me and I have no prospects and nothing to look forward to. It just seems pointless. I am from a large, close family and I love them all dearly but sometimes I wish there was nobody as it would make suicide a much easier option.
I have withdrawn somewhat over the last year or so. I rarely go out to socialise, don't answer the phone in the house. Everything has become a chore, and when I see everyone getting excited over the prospect of xmas or whatever it just fills me with dread and I shut myself off. My sister told me if I was prescribed something to help then it would help me see that there is hope. But the truth is I don't want to see hope.
I am 35, single, jobless and just sick of it all. My family want me to go and see the doctor but I don't want to go on anti-depressants and be filled with a false sense of cheeriness. Every aspect of my life I examine just takes me back to the same point, that my best days are behind me and I have no prospects and nothing to look forward to. It just seems pointless. I am from a large, close family and I love them all dearly but sometimes I wish there was nobody as it would make suicide a much easier option.
I have withdrawn somewhat over the last year or so. I rarely go out to socialise, don't answer the phone in the house. Everything has become a chore, and when I see everyone getting excited over the prospect of xmas or whatever it just fills me with dread and I shut myself off. My sister told me if I was prescribed something to help then it would help me see that there is hope. But the truth is I don't want to see hope.