SeekingAfrica
Diamond Member
I'm really low. It's probably my fault, I know. Last year I let my depression get to a point where I didn't get help and had to leave my apartment, the country I was in, the language I spoke, the only place that was ever actually feeling like home to me. My birth country is only bad memories for me but I live here now. I've been clawing my way out for months. Sometimes, efforts don't work out. Sometimes I slide back into so anxious or depressed I literally can't believe that I can get paid to do anything (and yes I am still teaching, just not enough students yet and this state makes it hard to seek more).
I've been tracking my mood as I do these efforts, it's pretty zig zag line, up and down constantly as I keep trying.
For few days- since Thursday- I got reminded of my lowest/worst version and I can't snap out.
Today I woke already aware I wasn't celebrating nor getting cake. I took 2 buses each way in the snow yesterday so I would have enough in my bank account for one debt payment.
Pityful amount, but regular payments to few debts even as I push other payments have been a step forward. My last cash from anything I have, and I'm using it to pay debt.
And guess what- bank took a fee, my account is still different currency (only account I still have in this country)- and with the fee I didn't have enough. Nor do I have enough for bus ticket and adding the extra 10$. So I had to explain and postpone again and I can't do anything. Last spring is when my health got this bad first. I barely remember that birthday. So having another one like this is just... it makes me want to sleep all day. I keep thinking my education was too long ago, it doesn't matter, my skills need refreshing and so many of them need to be updated. I'm away from HOME for too long and I'm scared I'm forgetting the language. There is also a lot going on politically, protests and so on and I'm afraid of how and what I will actually return to. But can't tackle that, I can't even send a debt and buy a piece of cake.
I am planning 37 to 37 list and most of it of course will be some major things like getting my own apartment again and stable OK-paid job.
There are plans. I fall, I try, I fall. I'm trying.
I know birthdays are luxary and arbitrary. That I can not celebrate, or celebrate later, or make my own cake (well, attempt anyway, I've baked cake once ever). I know everything is relative.
All I wanted was a productive day where I figure out how to pay things I can't pay this week (small stuff, but it's all big when you can't do it).
Then the payment didn't go through, and I just crashed.
I KNOW this is arbitrary and I have to get myself together if I want change. I promise I know. I'm just having a day and hoping someone, anyone, can relate at all. Not that I want anyone to feel like this. I hope this made sense. I'm just exhausted mentally.
I've been tracking my mood as I do these efforts, it's pretty zig zag line, up and down constantly as I keep trying.
For few days- since Thursday- I got reminded of my lowest/worst version and I can't snap out.
Today I woke already aware I wasn't celebrating nor getting cake. I took 2 buses each way in the snow yesterday so I would have enough in my bank account for one debt payment.
Pityful amount, but regular payments to few debts even as I push other payments have been a step forward. My last cash from anything I have, and I'm using it to pay debt.
And guess what- bank took a fee, my account is still different currency (only account I still have in this country)- and with the fee I didn't have enough. Nor do I have enough for bus ticket and adding the extra 10$. So I had to explain and postpone again and I can't do anything. Last spring is when my health got this bad first. I barely remember that birthday. So having another one like this is just... it makes me want to sleep all day. I keep thinking my education was too long ago, it doesn't matter, my skills need refreshing and so many of them need to be updated. I'm away from HOME for too long and I'm scared I'm forgetting the language. There is also a lot going on politically, protests and so on and I'm afraid of how and what I will actually return to. But can't tackle that, I can't even send a debt and buy a piece of cake.
I am planning 37 to 37 list and most of it of course will be some major things like getting my own apartment again and stable OK-paid job.
There are plans. I fall, I try, I fall. I'm trying.
I know birthdays are luxary and arbitrary. That I can not celebrate, or celebrate later, or make my own cake (well, attempt anyway, I've baked cake once ever). I know everything is relative.
All I wanted was a productive day where I figure out how to pay things I can't pay this week (small stuff, but it's all big when you can't do it).
Then the payment didn't go through, and I just crashed.
I KNOW this is arbitrary and I have to get myself together if I want change. I promise I know. I'm just having a day and hoping someone, anyone, can relate at all. Not that I want anyone to feel like this. I hope this made sense. I'm just exhausted mentally.