exhausted froggy
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- Jun 13, 2019
- 23
i feel like i'm losing my mind.
these antidepressants don't work, nor have any of the other ones i've ever taken.
my therapist is leaving her job so i'm only seeing her 2 more times. she's stopped responding to or acknowledging my emails.
it feels like i'm getting almost no treatment at all, honestly. and i don't care to try and get more.
i don't care to help myself. i don't care to do anything. i'm here cause i'm still not dead.
i don't talk about how i feel much anymore. bottling up my feelings is a necessity now. i can't tell professionals how i feel, or i'll get shoved in a mental hospital. i've said the same things over and over for years to my close friends, and i want to spare them of my endless negativity now.
i don't think unbottling my feelings would even do much for me. i know nobody truly cares, and that's okay. i'm not supposed to still be alive.
i always go online and dig through suicide methods, only to give up after seeing how few i can do, for one reason or another.
i'm pretty sure i'm bad at suicide. i rarely have the energy to attempt, and all my attempts are pathetic.
speaking of my energy, i've had none for a long while now. i do absolutely nothing and i'm still utterly exhausted. i always feel like i have chain balls attached to my arms and legs. i always feel like i could just sink into the floor.
i am so overwhelmed despite doing nothing at all. it really couldn't get more pathetic.
i'm considering nuclear options.
these antidepressants don't work, nor have any of the other ones i've ever taken.
my therapist is leaving her job so i'm only seeing her 2 more times. she's stopped responding to or acknowledging my emails.
it feels like i'm getting almost no treatment at all, honestly. and i don't care to try and get more.
i don't care to help myself. i don't care to do anything. i'm here cause i'm still not dead.
i don't talk about how i feel much anymore. bottling up my feelings is a necessity now. i can't tell professionals how i feel, or i'll get shoved in a mental hospital. i've said the same things over and over for years to my close friends, and i want to spare them of my endless negativity now.
i don't think unbottling my feelings would even do much for me. i know nobody truly cares, and that's okay. i'm not supposed to still be alive.
i always go online and dig through suicide methods, only to give up after seeing how few i can do, for one reason or another.
i'm pretty sure i'm bad at suicide. i rarely have the energy to attempt, and all my attempts are pathetic.
speaking of my energy, i've had none for a long while now. i do absolutely nothing and i'm still utterly exhausted. i always feel like i have chain balls attached to my arms and legs. i always feel like i could just sink into the floor.
i am so overwhelmed despite doing nothing at all. it really couldn't get more pathetic.
i'm considering nuclear options.