I just feel depressed all the time.
I just wonder how people live life? I have always had trouble talking but had a great sense of imagination. Now I feel like I don't have both. I feel like my eyes are always deceiving me in some form. I was at the mall today, and I just felt out of place. I remember it was my favorite place, where I went practically every day even though I didn't buy anything. Now I feel like I buy a lot of things I don't use just to do something. I don't know how I'm going to live because I buy things practically every day out of pure boredom. I bake even though I don't need the extra sugar and calories.
I just feel like I don't deserve what I have, psychically. I feel spoiled even though I hate life. I hate having material objects and having no real friends local. I have many pen pals and online friends but sometimes I just feel like I see them the way I WANT to see them and not how they truly are. I just feel like there are no good people in the world today after all I been through in my 25 years of life. I feel old. :(.
I feel like there is a rush to get married and/or have a baby which I feel like I can't have because of my PTSD. I have a dog that keeps me company but I'm not attached to her, the way I used to be with my other dog. She greets me at the door every time, but I just feel like I don't appreciate anybody except myself. :(
I just wonder how people live life? I have always had trouble talking but had a great sense of imagination. Now I feel like I don't have both. I feel like my eyes are always deceiving me in some form. I was at the mall today, and I just felt out of place. I remember it was my favorite place, where I went practically every day even though I didn't buy anything. Now I feel like I buy a lot of things I don't use just to do something. I don't know how I'm going to live because I buy things practically every day out of pure boredom. I bake even though I don't need the extra sugar and calories.
I just feel like I don't deserve what I have, psychically. I feel spoiled even though I hate life. I hate having material objects and having no real friends local. I have many pen pals and online friends but sometimes I just feel like I see them the way I WANT to see them and not how they truly are. I just feel like there are no good people in the world today after all I been through in my 25 years of life. I feel old. :(.
I feel like there is a rush to get married and/or have a baby which I feel like I can't have because of my PTSD. I have a dog that keeps me company but I'm not attached to her, the way I used to be with my other dog. She greets me at the door every time, but I just feel like I don't appreciate anybody except myself. :(