Why
Why do I always end up back to this same old spot. This ridiculous voices that keep saying I hate myself. I hate my life. I'm so stupid. I don't want to live. I want to die. I hate everything. What's the point. There is no point. Why can't I just die. Life is so stupid. Is it because I stopped making effort to be grateful? Cos of my stress at work?
I hate being so lost and irritated and angry and depressed. I can't do anything. I can't do house chores, I can't work. I just freeze and stare into space with all these voices in my head. I want to quit my job but I feel horrible if I do that cos my boss is someone who knew me before I got the job and he took me in with expectations that I can work hard for the company. I didn't tell him about my depression of course. Who would. I'm just so tired of all this. My marriage is again going down the drain. If I quit this job, how bad would it look on my resume since I'm not even 5 months into the job. And its really very very recent that I remember how clearly I hated myself for being jobless and searching for a job made me hit my lowest point too. But looks like it doesn't matter if I'm jobless or have a job. Both ways my depression will still hit me.
I'm just so very disappointed in myself. I'm so useless. I want to die. And yet I still have to force myself to get up and clean the kitchen. Why am I always asking the same old questions. Why am I struggling so hard? I hate myself, I hate how my mind keeps telling me I don't want to keep going on anymore, I don't want to, cos I don't see any point in it.
My first daughter is exactly 15 months old today. I feel like a horrible mother that I can't even tell myself to work up the energy and motivation to be a good mother and work hard for my daughter's health and happiness. Hah. Ahahah. Hahahahahaha. I haven't put this on DF yet but maybe I should just be truthful to whoever actually have been following me and my horrible marriage for the past few years.. I doubt anyone does sigh. My daughter is adopted. We have been trying to conceive for 7 years with no results, so we decided to go for adoption and somehow we managed to avoid being detected for the terrible marriage we have and the mental health issues I face. They did detect it, but we manage to lie through them somehow. And I feel absolutely horrible because I am not suitable at all to raise a child. I can't handle the stress and pressure of work, of husband, of mother in law plus a child on top of that. Some other couple should have gotten her and that couple could have raised her in a much better environment that I can ever give her. Some people would hate me for taking her as my child when I know I cannot raise her.
Do I feel better for putting this out there? Maybe I guess. I'm just gonna end up forcing myself and dragging my feet again. Gonna talk to my counselor tomorrow. I've never thought these sessions help me. But what can I do but keep trying. This too shall pass, but I still hate riding this storm. I hate myself but I can't do anything about it except continue swimming in this sea of depression.
I still have this phrase pinned up. Is it true? Is it not? But it's pinned up anyway: Happiness is a choice. I am the only one who can make me happy. I am as happy as I choose to be.
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