Fatal
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I’ve had depression for about 6 years, and have been on and off medication starting this past year. Lately, it seems like I’ve lost all motivation in life. Time is passing by too quickly, and I can’t do a thing about it. Hours would go by and it would only feel like minutes. I’m at the point in life where I just want to give everything up. It seems regardless of what I do or how much effort and time I put into things, it all comes out as failure in the end. I’m guaranteed to fail all my classes this quarter, and feel as if I wasted the past few months of my life.
I’ve tried overcoming this state of mind; I can honestly say that I truly did try. However, I was unable to. I’ve come to realization that my friends aren’t what I consider to be true friends. I’m no longer the person I was before. I’ve become a rather angry and negative person with little patience. I’m sick of being this way. I’ve become the type of person I have come to resent.
I feel as if I’m lacking a purpose in life. My goals I’ve set now seem like far off dreams. I’ve resorted to drugs to escape from my problems, and to avoid these self-deprecating thoughts. However, even I realize that reality will come crashing down on me eventually. Every day, I wait for night to fall so I can just go to sleep and have some peace of mind. I’m tired of it all. I just want everything to be over and done with. All I can do now is continue riding it out, and hope for the best. However, even I will reach my breaking point eventually if things keep going on this way. That I have no doubt about. That is what I have come to fear the most.
What do you suggest that I do at this point?
I’ve tried overcoming this state of mind; I can honestly say that I truly did try. However, I was unable to. I’ve come to realization that my friends aren’t what I consider to be true friends. I’m no longer the person I was before. I’ve become a rather angry and negative person with little patience. I’m sick of being this way. I’ve become the type of person I have come to resent.
I feel as if I’m lacking a purpose in life. My goals I’ve set now seem like far off dreams. I’ve resorted to drugs to escape from my problems, and to avoid these self-deprecating thoughts. However, even I realize that reality will come crashing down on me eventually. Every day, I wait for night to fall so I can just go to sleep and have some peace of mind. I’m tired of it all. I just want everything to be over and done with. All I can do now is continue riding it out, and hope for the best. However, even I will reach my breaking point eventually if things keep going on this way. That I have no doubt about. That is what I have come to fear the most.
What do you suggest that I do at this point?