These few days I just have a very irrational fear of an impending doom feeling. My parents will be traveling for a week and I will be alone at home with just me and my dog.
I considered arranging for meet ups during the period my parents are away, but I worry I may just ghost my friends. So I hesitate to make those plans. And if I don’t have my dog to care for, probably I may just be rotting under my blanket in bed.
I know all will be fine eventually and I have managed this before and what kept me going the past few trips has always been my dog. Because I have to walk him, feed him, give him his meds and all.
But I just can’t help feeling like I’m being left behind and I’m all alone.
Plus I can’t share this feeling with my friends because I feel like they don’t understand.
Just recently 1 friend advised be against continuing my medication as ‘it’s not good for health’. Another recently shared that they hesitate texting me because they don’t know what to say to me. Then another after checking in on me, after I shared that I feel like dying and I have no further vocabulary to share why (because idk why too), the conversation stopped. And that’s the last we text since.
These people all knew about my healing journey but how much of my efforts, idk because we don’t discuss much. We can’t really have deep conversations about it because they don’t seem to relate or don’t attempt to understand?
Honestly I just feel like I’m all alone in this world. I have no one. No ‘safe’ friends to share my honest feelings with.
Not even my care team is cheering for me, my parents are enjoying their retirement life, they don’t seem to care about my healing journey (or they are just more avoidant), friends too don’t empathise.
Maybe I just don’t have a place on this earth and I’m just taking up space? All my life, I just feel like I’m just not contributing to anything.
Don’t worry, I’m not at risk of self harm, while I wish I’m dead, I dont really wanna die? I don’t know how to explain this.