Hi folks, Well, I’ve been MIA a while now. After my world fell
completely apart, and every therapy offered to me through the system
failed, I gave up seeking answers and threw myself into trying to build
a new life. I’ve bought myself a house, learne...
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Hi folks, Well, I’ve been MIA a while now. After my world fell
completely apart, and every therapy offered to me through the system
failed, I gave up seeking answers and threw myself into trying to build
a new life. I’ve bought myself a house, learned skills I never thought I
could learn, reached out socially, created a fb group for a personal
interest that’s grown to hundreds of members and benefits charities and
have continued to work all the while. But my chronic illness has
remained unchanged, I am still in constant pain and exhausted, medically
unfit to drive, stuck in a low paid job because I’m not physically
capable of more challenging work, and I’m not one tiny bit closer to the
dreams I lost. My house does not feel like a home even after 3 years and
lots of work trying to make it my own, because I live alone with my
pets. I feel like the life I have now is wrong for me, it’s not a bad
life, I don’t mean to complain that I don’t have “enough”, I’m not
ungrateful. But it feels like it doesn’t fit me and it chafes and makes
me hurt deeply all of the time. Yes there are moments of pleasure in
little things, but that’s just a band aid and offers no healing. I hide
the depression because I’m either not wanting to burden the people I
love any more than they have suffered already, or I’ve been told I
should be over it by now (by people who have everything I’ve ever wished
for). My question is, what do I do now? I’ve run out of things I can
think of to try. My younger self’s dreams were to have a career and
travel the world with the love of my life. I can’t think of any new
dreams that even come close to those shattered ones. The career is
impossible, travel financially out of reach even without COVID and well,
love, love isn’t for me. I also lost the home that I had put my heart
and soul into when my health failed before my marriage failed too. Would
welcome advice please and thank you. There must be a way to learn to
live with this quiet desperation, even if I cannot escape it. Thank you