I am nearing the one year anniversary of being shot, and I am really having a hard time right now. I have been counseling since the incident, and have been doing EMDR for over 5 months, but rather than getting better, I am just spiralling further and further into depression. It started getting really bad around the 11 month anniversary, like my brain just got too overwhelmed. I am feeling increasingly hopeless every day. I don't know how much longer I can hang on. I see my counselor twice a week, and she has expressed concerns about my safety, particularly given my previous suicide attempts (which were several years ago) and my obvioulsy increased depression. I just feel stuck, like things are never going to improve. I see all the people around me going on with their lives, and I just keep thinking about how I have lost a year of my life already, with no end in sight.
I am sleeping way too much, including naps most afternoons when I just can't cope with being awake any longer (just going to sleep when I am feeling unsafe is getting me through for now). I have absolutely no appetite. I have no desire to do anything. I am overwhelmed, and I am so close to just being done. I have taken some steps in planning my death, but I not quite at the point that I am ready to put them into action. I am still able to think about my family, which has always been my reason for staying alive, but even that is getting harder and harder to consider. I don't want to hurt anyone, but every day just gets worse and worse, and I am not sure how much longer I can be expected to cope with such unendurable pain.
I am ok for now. This is not quite at the crisis level yet, but I feel like it is getting close. I am not really expecting any particular kind of replies here, mostly I just needed to get some of these thoughts out of my head.
I am sleeping way too much, including naps most afternoons when I just can't cope with being awake any longer (just going to sleep when I am feeling unsafe is getting me through for now). I have absolutely no appetite. I have no desire to do anything. I am overwhelmed, and I am so close to just being done. I have taken some steps in planning my death, but I not quite at the point that I am ready to put them into action. I am still able to think about my family, which has always been my reason for staying alive, but even that is getting harder and harder to consider. I don't want to hurt anyone, but every day just gets worse and worse, and I am not sure how much longer I can be expected to cope with such unendurable pain.
I am ok for now. This is not quite at the crisis level yet, but I feel like it is getting close. I am not really expecting any particular kind of replies here, mostly I just needed to get some of these thoughts out of my head.