My mental instability started when I moved to my dads to help him take care of his husband. We all knew he was dying but I tried to lie to myself saying he would get better because he had gotten sick in the past but recovered. Its been about 5 years now and I still miss him. Watching someone take their last breaths of life takes a harder toll then people really think. I can only imagine how my dad feels..
i thought im gonna be okay today but suddenly im not. im so tired with my life. i dont know what to do anymore, im just doing everything formally while i used to do everything with my hearts but i just cant do that in the past years. each day i keep complaining about things to myself. i wanna speak about this to my friends but they seem dont understand about what ive been through and i ever tried it before. i wanna have someone to tell with but i have none. im so f tired 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧 btw sorry for my bad english
I don't feel anything when having sex, no clitoral, no vaginal or anal feeling, it's because I was born with sexual dysfunction. I get really really depressed after trying masturbation. So I don't do it anymore.. I'm much more happier not ever trying it. But sometimes, I get to hear people talking about how good sex was and I'm completely clueless how it feels and I feel very excluded.. Unhuman like... And I go back to the feeling of depression...
can someone please cheer me up? im so tired being sad all over again ;(
I don't miss being sober. I know this isn't healthy but I'm tired of being so depressed and sober. To my standards I'm a hypocritical coward. I just hate existing and hate when the depression bleeds through the thick layer of drunkenness or high.
Just found out I have lung cancer. I've never been a smoker, I don't do drugs. I'm really angry and sad. And I don't know how to tell my wife, my parents, my brothers.
I have had a chronic illness for about a year now and it made my life really bad. I was very close to losing my will to live. A few weeks ago, I tried a new therapy and it worked instantly. I was so unbelievably happy. Today, the symptoms came back full force. I don't know if it was because I stopped the therapy (you're supposed to take the pills for a month and then stop) or because it didn't actually work. My will to live already packed its suitcases. I either will have to live with this shit for the rest of my life, or will have to take pills for the rest of my life (apart from the inconvenience of that alone I also have to follow a diet while taking them), which both isn't good. I don't know how to handle it. I don't know if I want to handle it. It's so painful.
how the hell do you move on from someone when youre both still in love but cant be together because of my exs families views on me not being from the same country?
All I want for my brother is to at least treat me like his sister and respect me as a human being. He's always grumpy of me, I cannot talk to him nicely. He always wanted me to go away. But if he wants to know something or wants to get something to me, he's even bother me on my most busy times. I don't mind. I don't mind anyway because if I do he'll ask my mom what the fuck is my problem. The thing is he's the problem. I can't even tell him these because he won't listen, he'll use his so called Philosophy degree towards me. He won't care and he'll just say, "okay okay now go away." I know he has depression and I understand it but he doesn't have to be a dick to me to show me that he has that problem. He needs help, he probably needs medication but again, he uses this Philosophy mindset that made his life even worse. I think Philosophy is a great thing but using that to every simple things just gives life a bit of conflict. At least he should think like a normal human being. I feel like that degree he pursued went all over his soul. He's so quiet and nice to other people and to our close friends but at home, he's a huge ass hole. I wanted to leave home, I wanted to go. I wanted to stay away from my family and be independent. I mean my reasons towards moving away might just be beyond my brother's attitude but yes it's also my brother's attitude. If he can't move out then I will. I'm just trying to find a way to get a job that provides health insurance since I have a disability that requires a constant care to the hospital. But really... I never understood why he's this abusive to me why he can't treat me nicely. I wanted to know if I don't exist in his life what will happen? I mean I know for sure our friends will ask where was I but mostly I think he just doesn't care. But I want to leave anyway, I just want to stay away from him. All my childhood he was like this. Ever since I have my first memory....
i was sad and down yesterday. i hate it. but im glad that there also some people who living like me so i wont feel alone. and i dont get it why people around me can live their life so damn fine while im trying so hard to at least not cry in a day. i ever tried to tell my friends about what ive been through and stuff but they didnt understand. i really hope today can end well. good luck for us today, lets start our day and eat delicious meals. lets make ourselves happy although for me today is not such a good day ;(