God, I am pathetic.
It was almost a year ago when I first started coming back here. Where am I now? I have a shitty job, which is an improvement over no job...but overall, I have not really improved. I am on medication which has stabilized my mood somewhat, but really. I spend most of my time wondering about everything I've done wrong. All the things I've said or done...I used to have ambitions, somewhere, a long time ago. I've failed at everything I've ever striven for. I wanted a career, and I couldn't overcome myself to keep working towards that - I had to drop out of school for my depression. I wanted a girl, more than anything, but despite everything that transpired between us, I can't have her either.
I am such a cliche. Sitting here drowning myself in alcohol and chain smoking =/ I don't even like cigarettes...but they help calm my nerves when I've been drinking and God knows I need as much of that as I can get. Fuck.
I'm tired of being a failure. I'm tired of wallowing in the fact that I am a failure. I'm tired of being unable to pull myself up to the point where I can work towards not being a failure.
I'm just...so...tired
It was almost a year ago when I first started coming back here. Where am I now? I have a shitty job, which is an improvement over no job...but overall, I have not really improved. I am on medication which has stabilized my mood somewhat, but really. I spend most of my time wondering about everything I've done wrong. All the things I've said or done...I used to have ambitions, somewhere, a long time ago. I've failed at everything I've ever striven for. I wanted a career, and I couldn't overcome myself to keep working towards that - I had to drop out of school for my depression. I wanted a girl, more than anything, but despite everything that transpired between us, I can't have her either.
I am such a cliche. Sitting here drowning myself in alcohol and chain smoking =/ I don't even like cigarettes...but they help calm my nerves when I've been drinking and God knows I need as much of that as I can get. Fuck.
I'm tired of being a failure. I'm tired of wallowing in the fact that I am a failure. I'm tired of being unable to pull myself up to the point where I can work towards not being a failure.
I'm just...so...tired


), you have people that care, I have a cat that's dying of cancer, so I'm not even going to have that soon. Not trying to be bitchy, but depression can make you not see what you do have, which is more than some of us have.
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