trezorCasual Contributor
i dont know if i can..
Get better. i feel confused about connecting to get help and a night forced to confront the issue i am as confused now as ive ever been.
ive tried in the past - but it never heals like an open wound would - Its always there. So i hide and i lie and i relapse and i find comfort, an uneasy kind of comfort where i feed badness to my body and my mind. Its not something knew, its been with me for 40 years. i am alone, im a loner, im self employed - which is a facilitating factor
I have young kids and a wife who i love - but the reality is i just use them as cover to hide from or to pretend i have some life. My lies.pathetic. my pysychical health, in particular my heart.. a worry. I know the advice - see a doctor and get it checked - but i dont stop.
I dont know...Ive read and listened to others on this site who have problems. I feel similarities with their stories - but.