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I haven't been doing well at all recently. I can't sleep, the flashbacks/intrusive memories are getting worse, and I really just want to die. I've started arguing with everyone I think might care about me, because a part of me believes if they all start to hate me my disappearing will be justified. I know I'm wrong, I just can't shake the feeling. The people that act like they care say all the wrong words and it just pisses me off even more. You know the "it could always be worse" or "I know how you feel" bullshit.
My T is really good and I've even started being ignorant to her. I don't even know if I want to get better. I've been like this my entire life. What if I get better and let my guard down? What if I hate the thing people call happy? What if depression and anxiety is my version of happy?
I'm just so lost and it feels like there is no hope and never will be. I keep looking for the positive stories but the few I see feel like lies. Not intentional lies, more like they are lying to themselves.
If you read all of that thanks. I just need someone that understands to let me know if "happy" is worth it. Does it really feel good, or is it just a let down? Is it even achievable or am I just wasting my time wondering about it.
My T is really good and I've even started being ignorant to her. I don't even know if I want to get better. I've been like this my entire life. What if I get better and let my guard down? What if I hate the thing people call happy? What if depression and anxiety is my version of happy?
I'm just so lost and it feels like there is no hope and never will be. I keep looking for the positive stories but the few I see feel like lies. Not intentional lies, more like they are lying to themselves.
If you read all of that thanks. I just need someone that understands to let me know if "happy" is worth it. Does it really feel good, or is it just a let down? Is it even achievable or am I just wasting my time wondering about it.