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- Jan 31, 2021
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Yesterday I wrote my first post here, in the 'suicide' subforum. I was feeling unable to change my behaviours and resultant moods of depression and self loathing. I wrote that we all have hope, but I feel hopeless. I was wallowing in self pity.
I didn't expect to be able to write anything positive so soon. Today I walked into town to pick up a couple of essentials, and I didn't draw any money out, nor did I call any dealers. Instead of using heroin, I took my opiate replacement medication as prescribed.
I will soon be in receipt of a small amount of inheritance - not a great deal, but enough to buy a cheap second hand car and rent a room or a flat in a new town. In reality my life is not hopeless: although I have been financially irresponsible the last year, I have spent most of it clean from drugs, and not thinking of killing myself.
I am determined to make my father proud and use this inheritance wisely. It would fund a drug habit for a couple of months, and I would end up more suicidal than ever. Instead, it will help me start a new chapter.
Recently I've been down in the dumps. I couldn't enjoy watching shows I usually like, I couldn't enjoy food, I couldn't do anything apart from sleep as much as possible. In a way, I am fortunate to be able to say that if I'm completely honest, my terrible mental lows are mostly self inflicted. My unhappiness is largely a result of my addiction and all the things that come with it. When I change my behaviour for the better, and when I give it a chance, hope reveals itself. Though I still battle with my mental health daily, if I focus on the bare essentials of diet, exercise, relationships and a tidy home, things get a lot easier.
So my question to you is this: for me, I have to accept that most but not all of my depression and anxiety is self inflicted. When I do what I know is right, I empower myself for the better. When you consider your own unhappiness, how much of it is self inflicted, and how much is out of your control?
I didn't expect to be able to write anything positive so soon. Today I walked into town to pick up a couple of essentials, and I didn't draw any money out, nor did I call any dealers. Instead of using heroin, I took my opiate replacement medication as prescribed.
I will soon be in receipt of a small amount of inheritance - not a great deal, but enough to buy a cheap second hand car and rent a room or a flat in a new town. In reality my life is not hopeless: although I have been financially irresponsible the last year, I have spent most of it clean from drugs, and not thinking of killing myself.
I am determined to make my father proud and use this inheritance wisely. It would fund a drug habit for a couple of months, and I would end up more suicidal than ever. Instead, it will help me start a new chapter.
Recently I've been down in the dumps. I couldn't enjoy watching shows I usually like, I couldn't enjoy food, I couldn't do anything apart from sleep as much as possible. In a way, I am fortunate to be able to say that if I'm completely honest, my terrible mental lows are mostly self inflicted. My unhappiness is largely a result of my addiction and all the things that come with it. When I change my behaviour for the better, and when I give it a chance, hope reveals itself. Though I still battle with my mental health daily, if I focus on the bare essentials of diet, exercise, relationships and a tidy home, things get a lot easier.
So my question to you is this: for me, I have to accept that most but not all of my depression and anxiety is self inflicted. When I do what I know is right, I empower myself for the better. When you consider your own unhappiness, how much of it is self inflicted, and how much is out of your control?