There is nothing left. Everything that constituted being my life, all the possibilities, are gone.
People talk ■■■■ about me because I’m unemployed. Neighbors talk ■■■■ about me because I sit at home all day, they say “what does he do?”. Everyone’s so condescending. Girls ignore me because of gossip and rumors.
The thing is I really don’t care about those things.
My biggest wish is to be able to study again. I have been sick for 9 years now. F u c k this life!
That’s tough. I’m sorry you’re grieving your old life. If you want to study, try buying a book you can learn some things from and see how you do over time. If you find you’re able, the you can sign up for classes
Yeah, I could self study. I’ll probably do it when I feel better, if that’s possible?
This illness steals everything from you.
Yeah I hear ya…
I’m filing from divorce from my illness too.
Keep your head up!
Yeah. It does. I was accepted to law school on scholarship. I had to drop out due to my abusive home life. But now, I couldn’t do it if my life depended on it. I can’t think clearly and I can’t remember things. It sucks
I’m sorry to hear that. I’m depressed today. Been thinking a lot of things. How everything leading up to this point has been a great loss. I was ready to apply for college when I had my break. So I know how it feels.
I wish there were better meds out there.
Yeah. Better meds for a better price
50% of recovery is stopping caring about what others think of you.
Yeah I know. And then there is the stigma. Being an outcast. People at the store saying there’s that psychotic guy. Neighbors passing my apartment saying psycho and so on. It’s hard not to care! What am I supposed to do?
Imagine being a Diogenes. He liked it.
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