Hello everyone...there's something I've been longing to say that has been building up over time.
I a loner, and do not know who I am. The only way I survive is through alcohol to avoid reality...the only way I stay sober is to isolate and stay hidden in my room. I have been diagnosed with chronic depression, after my 20 year marriage ended in divorce leading to suicidal attempts and the loss and heartbreak of my best friend and brother to suicide last year. I fee I'm a a kind and caring person. Hardworking loyal but weak individual trying to prove my worthiness..but within days it eventually leads to a drink and another and another etc....I've let life beat me down. Trying to put the pieces back together has been a struggle. Now that I've made positive changes, and starting to become comfortable in my own skin...I believe I have everything in control, and the next day I'm hungover and realize I'm not in control. I then ask myself am I even capable of existing in the public eye, being independent and on my own. It's scary. Deep down inside, I think I'm fearful and non trusting of others, including myself. So I put myself out of sight, and out of mind for protection and safety. I'm on antidepressants but that alone doesn't cure the anxiety I often have around others. I've seen several counselors, but I never felt they cared, I was just another client contributing to their paycheck, and unknowingly making their ego higher while observed as a sad, embarrassing, laughable, pathetic joke; only existing to serve and entertain others. And funny thing is I don't have much to offer bc I given it all away or allowed it to be taken from me. I just don't get it. I'm beginning to question my sanity. Because at the end of the day I'm all alone if do something for someone or don't. My mind is believing everyone is out to use you, or bring you down like that, and that's how the world turns. Can anyone relate...or even offer just a little hope so I want to wake up the next day because I'm struggling and ready to check in and admit defeat or check out. Whichever one comes first.
"No I am not an escort or prostitute.....Im just a very tired, little ole me turning gray and losing the ambitious youthful beautiful woman I once was..not long ago and not far away."