whiteraven
Diamond Member
I am really struggling with the notion that absolutely nothing makes a difference. Nothing matters. There is one thing that matters to me in my world: my cats. They are the reasons I don't kill myself. But as I drag myself through my days, every single other thing I do or am in contact with screams: It doesn't matter!
I don't know how to get past this. It makes every day more immense effort than anything else. Even "doing" - housework, my job, cleaning the litter box, getting the mail, going to the grocery - leaves me with constant reminders that, in the grand scheme of things, none of it matters.
I have a hard time doing anything I don't have to to get through the day. And this has been ongoing for a very long time. Now that I'm dealing with a lot of physical pain, everything is worse.
I don't know what I need. Maybe just the knowledge that someone gets it.
I don't know how to get past this. It makes every day more immense effort than anything else. Even "doing" - housework, my job, cleaning the litter box, getting the mail, going to the grocery - leaves me with constant reminders that, in the grand scheme of things, none of it matters.
I have a hard time doing anything I don't have to to get through the day. And this has been ongoing for a very long time. Now that I'm dealing with a lot of physical pain, everything is worse.
I don't know what I need. Maybe just the knowledge that someone gets it.