Got_the_tshirtSenior Contributor
Anyone else feel like the pain might never end?
It feels like the pain will never end.
It's been over 3 years since I had a breakdown and over 20 since I was first diagnosed with depression (MDD).
It hurts everyday. I get windows where I can appear to function normally, but they are brief. A few hours per day at best. The rest of the day my mood is poor and hardly a day goes by where I don't wish I wasn't here. I'm not going anywhere. I'll continue to endure - if nothing else for my family - but it hurts, is exhausting and feels relentless.
I have always struggled to explain to anyone what it feels like (largely because I couldn't understand it myself enough to put it into words). However, last night I found as good a way to explain it as I've had yet.
I was watching a movie with my wife and a non central character died in a WWII hospital. He seemed largely alone in life. We had not been introduced to any of his life connections, family, friends etc, so while his death was sad - it wasn't like losing one of the central characters to whom the viewer had become attached. He was sort of like an island, who was in bed dying from a head wound (which was obviously fatal but he didn't know that) and one of the main characters was his nurse - who was with him, and held his hand and talked to him - to give him comfort in his last few minutes of life.
When he passed away - as we knew he was going to - I felt "lucky bugger". That was what I wish for - to be able to die peacefully. For the ongoing pain to stop, without leaving others behind him to deal with losing him. (Of course I presume there must be some somewhere that would be distraught at his death, but not having been introduced to such characters in the movie it was as though he peacefully ended his pain and that was the end of his story).
It was extremely upsetting to experience my reaction. My jealousy of a dying character. That he would find the rest and peace that I so crave, by dying quietly and peacefully - and seemingly not be missed. My reaction startled me, but also crystallised how I feel in a way I hadn't been able to pin down before.
Everyday for years I have wanted to quietly exit like that. To go to sleep and not wake up. To find rest and peace - and for the pain to stop. But also not to leave any carnage or devastation behind me.
I know it's completely unrealistic - but understanding how I felt so clearly for the first time was: profound; awful; scary; upsetting; and a whole range of other complex emotions.
To understand that was how I felt was like getting the answer to a long asked question. A question I think I had felt, but didn't understand or know how to ask (or put into words)?
I was in tears at the end of the movie and explained to my wife why I was upset - not only was my pain such that I would wish for an ending like that - but also the extreme guilt for feeling that way - given I am blessed to have such an amazing wife and beautiful children. It's a torturous tension that I battle with on a daily basis and, before yesterday, while I knew I was battling, I didn't comprehend the nature of the battle - and why all the pain associated with it was so difficult. I just knew everyday hurt to varying degrees - but almost always included the thought "Gee I wish I didn't exist. That I could disappear from the world and not leave a hole behind."
So I suppose I have 2 questions:
1. Does anyone else relate to any of what I've described above?
2. Does anyone else feel like the pain is there everyday, has been there everyday for as long as they remember, and is likely to be there forever?
Strangely, I feel better in a way - because I now have a way of better illustrating / explaining to people what it feels like to be me (because even those closest to me, despite their best efforts, just don't know - and of course how can they? Since they don't live it 24/7, and I haven't been able to explain it to them [not to mention that it feels like sitting them down to try and explain it feels extremely selfish - so I rarely try]).
As upsetting as I know it was for my wife to know that's how I feel, and how I live, she (as always) was amazing - and her having that insight into me will help a lot. She already knew better than anyone how hard things were for me each day, but she now knows even more how difficult and painful it is for me just to continue enduring - each hour, day, moth, year...
But I think it might also help to know if others felt like (at least a degree of) mental pain was likely to be part of their life forever (even though of course we hope respite might come). Because it might help me accept that is potentially my reality - and so not feeling better or improving is not a continual failure - it is just the way things are. Accepting that might actually make it easier for me to cope - and move forward (as weird as I expect that sounds!).
Thanks for listening.
Please let me know if you can relate to any of it - or have had similar feelings.
Take care,
GTT