I don’t know what to do. I can’t experience joy. I feel alone and unable
to connect. I can’t get out. I’ve done everything, eating right,
exercising, socialising, all the different meds, ect, talk therapies,
light therapy. I’ve been trying for so lon...
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I don’t know what to do. I can’t experience joy. I feel alone and unable
to connect. I can’t get out. I’ve done everything, eating right,
exercising, socialising, all the different meds, ect, talk therapies,
light therapy. I’ve been trying for so long. I get myself together
briefly over the summer and then fall back into the depths in April
until spring every year. I’ve spent maybe five years of the last ten in
stuck like this. It’s so hard to maintain any semblance of trajectory in
career and relationships loving like this. Trying again is so expensive,
I can’t afford it but could eat my savings. I’m on a waiting list for a
counsellor who I can see a handful of times before that eats up all the
savings I have. I don’t have much savings because I’ve been unable to
work properly because of my reoccurring illness. It feels like I need a
doctor but I would only be able to see them a few times because they
cost $500 a session. Then again they’ve never been able to help. They’ve
often made things worse. If I spend all my money I won’t be able to keep
renting probably, it is likely that rent will increase soon. I had to go
part time because I am so sick. I’ll also not have money for nice
things, I’ve already missed out on so much for so long but there’s no
point saving for nice things if I can’t enjoy anything I guess. I have
next to no friends. No one knows what to say to me anymore. Who would
want to be around this anyway it’s exhausting. My family resent me for
being so miserable and think that I don’t have a right to be sad because
of my ‘first world privilege’, it’s not sadness though, I feel sick, so
much more anguish and difficulty than sadness. Some of them don’t talk
to me, I don’t know why, it feels like they hate me or are ashamed. I
would hate this disappointment too. I am ashamed too. (Please be clear I
am safe just suffering tremendously). It feels hopeless. I don’t know
what to do. I don’t want to spend another ten years or the rest of my
life suffering and becoming more and more isolated. But it feel’s
inevitable given the lack of available/accessible supports.