Hi. I came across this site while Googling about dealing with my negative feelings.
I know I might be depressed. I know I need to seek help, but sometimes I feel like, what’s the point? Speaking out about how I feel, things will still be the same, nothing will change. I just have to resign to my fate.
I’m tired, feeling overwhelmed, feeling empty, feeling hopeless, feeling like life has come to a stop when it’s still moving.
It feels like my life has come to an end when I’m still breathing, still healthy. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way.
I hate my life so much. I have always felt this way since I was young. I didn’t have a good childhood and struggled a lot, going through so much that a child shouldn’t have gone through. So since I was young, my wish was to be happily married and have my own family.
Years later, yes, I’m married, but am I happy? It feels like maybe this married life is even worse than my childhood days. Even though I’m better off now and can eat whatever I want and do not have financial issues as of now, I’m struggling with my child who has special needs.
I thought having a special needs child would change me, like how all parents become resilient, yet no. I’m becoming worse. I feel like I’m a bad parent; my temper and patience become worse. I regret having a child, I regret getting married.
I tried to avoid social media because seeing my peers having a happy family with happy, normal kids makes me grieve even more.
I dislike my life even more now, like it’s a never-ending struggle. I have thought of ending my life many times since I was young. I hate myself for being weak. But what can I do? I’m dragging myself every single day. I don’t feel like mingling with anyone else anymore because I feel like we are very different now. I feel like I’m a burden to my husband for giving birth to a special needs child, like I have destroyed his life as well.
I feel so wrong even typing all these, but honestly, I feel this way. I lose motivation in everything. Even at work, I get agitated with the job that I used to have passion for.
It feels like I shouldn’t even exist in this world. If suffering is all that I will be experiencing, what’s the point? Sometimes I Google to try to make myself be positive, but only to fall deeper into this black hole of hopelessness. I guess it was all because of the issues I have been facing since young which got snowball and unresolved