Nolye
The hardest battles are fought in the mind.
- May 3, 2020
- 74
Hi everyone! Long, long time lurker, first time poster.
I'm a 29 years old woman with no job (never had one thanks to my anxiety), no friends, no SO and I still live with my parents. I'm basically a leech. When I was 14 I was diagnosed with anxiety, social anxiety and depression. When I was 15 I tried to ctb (plastic bag over my head), but it didn't work. The therapist I was seeing at the time kept telling me that, "It will get better, I promise". I've been waiting ever since.
My parents are the most loving, understanding, caring people in the world. They are the only reason I haven't given up yet.
Yesterday, however, they told they were worried about my future. They're worried what will happen when they get old, who will provide for me once they're gone. They're right, of course. That's when my mom started to cry. She blames herself for the way she raised me (I'm scared of everything), told me she is a failure as a parent, that she feels like she killed me and deprived me of my future. She feels guilty and hopeless. All because of me, and I feel like complete shit.
I truly believe they will better off without me. I prefer to give them 2-5 years of pain now (I want to ctb) than 30 more years of worry, doubt and God knows what else. I also can't live like this anymore, my anxiety and depression are killing me, and the thought of going on like this for another 50/60 years is maddening.
Thank you for sticking with me until the end of the post :]
I'm a 29 years old woman with no job (never had one thanks to my anxiety), no friends, no SO and I still live with my parents. I'm basically a leech. When I was 14 I was diagnosed with anxiety, social anxiety and depression. When I was 15 I tried to ctb (plastic bag over my head), but it didn't work. The therapist I was seeing at the time kept telling me that, "It will get better, I promise". I've been waiting ever since.
My parents are the most loving, understanding, caring people in the world. They are the only reason I haven't given up yet.
Yesterday, however, they told they were worried about my future. They're worried what will happen when they get old, who will provide for me once they're gone. They're right, of course. That's when my mom started to cry. She blames herself for the way she raised me (I'm scared of everything), told me she is a failure as a parent, that she feels like she killed me and deprived me of my future. She feels guilty and hopeless. All because of me, and I feel like complete shit.
I truly believe they will better off without me. I prefer to give them 2-5 years of pain now (I want to ctb) than 30 more years of worry, doubt and God knows what else. I also can't live like this anymore, my anxiety and depression are killing me, and the thought of going on like this for another 50/60 years is maddening.
Thank you for sticking with me until the end of the post :]