There are times in all our lives when we feel depressed or arehaving very negative thoughts or bad times and experiences .In my bad times I also saw no reason for my exsitence.I felt useles,was useless.Nothing I did worked.. I was a loser and nearly every waking minute was a torture.Nothing around me brought relief or hope.
Deep inside my hopelessness I very slowly and painfully managed to see that I was ill...that my thoughts were not me..they were the illness , my depression.
It took all of my strength,what was left, to take the first step and see a professional,a doc.
From my experience in looking back at those times I now can see that I blew up every bad experience into a personal end of the world scenario.
Even the rare good experience was not taken seriouslly and I seemed to be content to live in my hole
I slowly became aware that it wasn`t the experiences that were ripping my joy of life away from my soul... it was me...or at least it was my thoughts and how I was handling my problems.
Having very negative thoughts over a long period of time is an illness and it needs the help of Docs or other professionals to help us reclaim our life.
...it took me a long time to visit a Doc and openly talk about my problems.
Just a few of my thoughts from my own life.. and hang around here too
Take care you

You are in my thoughts.