1bananaatatimeCasual Contributor
A life of anxiety - so absorbed in MH I'm not living
Does anyone else feel like they aren't living?
That their life is a conglomerate of struggles through mental health and figuring out what you have actually done and enjoyed is so hard because all you see is the struggle?
I often look at photos and in every one I can see the ackwardness I felt, how I was struggling that day, what mood I was in, how much energy I had, whether I was faking it for others.
I have this photo of me at my one of my lowest and I had literally given up, I was not caring, I was not participating, I was actively letting the world go by without me because I was too tired to participate. The photo makes me feel calm, I feel beautiful in it. It is the life I don't lead.
I look back on my life and I only see the struggle and the aloneness of inner turmoil.
I can only think that I haven't really lived. I don't need to be jealous of others living this amazing life, supported, enjoying it, sharing it with others. I have never had that chance. I don't have a dream other than to be without the mental struggle. And although I have read that meaningful struggle is life. I do not see this struggle as meaningful. I do not see it as building strength. I only see it as taking away from the ability to live. And I am not getting better, I am the same as I've always been, consumed to the point of completely egocentric in my endevours. It is understandable why I am alone, egocentric behaviour is good when the person is absorbed in their life and provides an expression of that which is interesting.
Does anyone else feel this way?