HurttoolongCasual Contributor
Why bother? What's the point? It's all too hard
I'm 49 and I've been living with depression for over twenty years. I have two great kids, a good job, a car and some savings. I've been a home owner, I've been married. I'm almost twice the size I should be. I've kept soldiering on for my kids sake but now that they're both adults I don't feel the same level of responsibility for them as their both independent now. I've been in therapy and on antidepressant medication for twenty years but the hurt and the struggle remain and I'm exhausted. I've lost my faith.
I've gone from having repetitive negative thoughts that would keep me awake at night to now just hearing the word 'die' over and over inside my head daily. When I'm at home all I do is watch Tele as a distraction to being alone with my thoughts.
What encourages you to go on when living every day is so hard?