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I'm really trying to climb out of this pit of depression and anxiety, but I just can't do it. I wonder if it's even worth trying. I sometimes think it's just where I belong. So many things are bothering me right now, I don't even know where to begin. The usual stuff, of course, but other stuff has been added on top of that - unemployment, etc. I am going to see a doctor, finally. It took forever to get an appointment with anyone. I have to pay out of pocket, and the first visit is just an evaluation. They have to decide if I'm sick enough to need medication...Someone just drop an anvil on my head, please.
Is there an alternate universe out there where a happy me exists? Do I have a job? A family? Am I well?
No. I know. I just want so desperately to think that there's a positive end to all of this, and the only one I can come up with is death.
Is there an alternate universe out there where a happy me exists? Do I have a job? A family? Am I well?
No. I know. I just want so desperately to think that there's a positive end to all of this, and the only one I can come up with is death.