Mouse_
Member
- Jan 19, 2021
- 27
I don't know if anyone else has a similar experience. I've been recovering from probably my worst depressive episode to date for several months now. It's been a tough, tiring road to travel. And I'm angry.
On my good days, I genuinely want to get better. I make plans and exercise and promise myself to turn my life around. But it's just so...fragile, that state of mind. I feel like I'm made of glass. It takes one thing, one stupid thing gone wrong to make my day go to shit and for all my progress to be wiped out. And then I rage, cry, in both pain and frustration, wishing I'd never got out of bed. Wishing I'd just offed myself that night of one year ago.
It's frightening, how quickly things can go from "I'm pretty ok" to "suicidal again" in a matter of seconds. I was so used to being numb and hopeless that now I don't have the strength to face the problems of a normal life. And it makes me feel like a failure.
On my good days, I genuinely want to get better. I make plans and exercise and promise myself to turn my life around. But it's just so...fragile, that state of mind. I feel like I'm made of glass. It takes one thing, one stupid thing gone wrong to make my day go to shit and for all my progress to be wiped out. And then I rage, cry, in both pain and frustration, wishing I'd never got out of bed. Wishing I'd just offed myself that night of one year ago.
It's frightening, how quickly things can go from "I'm pretty ok" to "suicidal again" in a matter of seconds. I was so used to being numb and hopeless that now I don't have the strength to face the problems of a normal life. And it makes me feel like a failure.