I just wish this life was over. I’m overwhelmed and sad and frustrated. I think back over my life and I don’t know what is true or a lie my brain tells me. I feel like I have no one who understands. And if I say something I’m scared people will think I’m just looking for pity.
How old are you @FatMama ? Because it’s normal to start thinking about the end of life after your kids are grown and things settle down. It does not have to be sad thinking. It’s all about the natural cycle of life.
I wish I knew what to say. I do know that we all care so much for you here and are glad you are on the forums. You’re so important. I’m so sorry that you are struggling. I’m thinking of you and praying for you to find peace.
i go between ending my life.depression,depreonalisation,trangender.im a half girl half man.half relegoius half agnostic.im a wuss.weak pathetic human being.i know no one gives a ■■■■ but i just felt like saying it.
I think you are having an identity crisis…now that you aren’t looking after your daughter anymore you feel empty I bet…am I right? you need hope…a new hobby…a new painting in your life…pretty flowers, a sunset or sunrise…what gives you hope…? If you have even a small answer of hope you can build on that and I will help you…PM me if you want to talk…I am here for you.
A lot of us are in tough shape being lonesome… it’s natural now…
Big Tech (Facebook - for the biggest culprit) is making humankind more lonely, the second prong of this ‘messed up fork’ is the virus, which is changing us as well… we may never stamp it out all the way, you know?
I’m lonely myself. I think knowing you a little you will bounce back… I hear you though if life had a painless off switch I’d probably have been dead somewhere around age 12… not really meant to be so funny, either.
I have kids. My 20 year old moved out. Because I miss her, I try to find new things to do that occupy me instead of taking care of her isn’t part of my life anymore
@Daze, @FatMama , my whole adult life I have been a mom. I love being a mom. I love my kids. But they don’t need me as much anymore. That’s something of an identity crisis in my middle aged life. So it’s important to find me again, outside of taking care of kids. I look forward to being a grandma eventually, but the kids aren’t ready to be parents yet. So in the meantime I need to occupy myself with other things to have purpose in life