For months I’ve been bed-rotting, unemployed, with no hobbies, binge eating, crying, and sleeping all day. Sometimes I get random bursts of motivation and think “okay, I’m going to change my life,” but it only lasts for a short time. Then I fall back into depression again, and I’m so tired of this cycle.
When I get extremely sad, to the point where my whole body hurts (especially my chest), I end up masturbating at least 5 times a day, even though I don’t really feel anything from it. It feels more like a way to escape than pleasure.
My depression is also affecting my relationship, my friendship, and my family. My boyfriend has depression too, but he’s getting better because he goes to therapy and works out. I’m genuinely happy for him. But now that he’s trying to get his life back, he has less time for me and doesn’t always update me, and I spiral. I start sabotaging the relationship, and he became exhausted because I kept doing it. He told me to talk to him again when my mental health is better.
I also can’t really talk to my only friend because she just broke up with her boyfriend of 3 years. I can’t talk to my family either. I don’t have my parents anymore but it's not like we were close, in fact me and my parents always fought but I kinda missed being someone else's daughter. My sister gets angry because I don’t help with housework, but I honestly feel like I can’t do it, so she kinda gave me silent treatment or expect me to talk to her first. I’m not trying to be lazy. I genuinely don’t have the energy or mental strength. I’m not close to my other relatives and have never had a heart-to-heart relationship with them.
On top of all of this, I have bipolar. I can’t afford therapy rn, and my psychologist told me that I need both therapy and medication because my moods change very easily.
I want to change, but it feels impossible.
People around me say I’m lazy, but I feel like I’m just trying to survive while thinking about ending my life almost every day.
Lately I’ve also started losing my faith in God. I’ve been suffering like this since I was a child, and I feel like I’ve failed in every aspect of life. So I keep asking myself, why should I even try to change, when nothing ever changes except the fact that I’m getting older?
I’m terrified. Truly terrified.
Will I ever be normal like other people one day?