Alcohol is a really dreadful thing to try self-medicating with for depression and anxiety. I should know. I just ends up making everything so much worse.I want to kill myself tonight. It's just all got too much for me. The daily panic attacks, the anxiety of going to prison, the social anxiety, the shaking, the sweating, the crying. I can't take it anymore, guys. I don't know If I'll be around to post on here again or anything. I just can't cope with a life that's so messed up and lonely. I've got no friends at all, my family won't speak to me anymore; I used to love my family but they hate me now. I'm a failure, an alcoholic, I can't commit to anything, I just mess it up. I'm a coward and a selfish loser. Words can't console me anymore, not even alcohol can, I'm just living the same life day after day, the only difference Is I get more heavily into debt and more malnourished. Oh god, I just can't take it anymore. When I was a kid I used to have all these hopes for myself, all these dreams, that I'd do well in life, I'd succeed. I've messed it all up completely.
I know a lot of people on here have been through a lot and probably think I'm pathetic and weak. That's probably true, but If I spend another day staring at these same four walls, slowly fading away from loneliness and depression, I'd just lose my mind. My life hasn't been bad, I've had chances, but I messed them up, all of them. I've been an idiot and now I'm paying for it. I'm running away from my responsibilities, my obligations, everything but I feel at peace now. I'm going home.
I've lurked on this website for many years and even though it's primarily for social anxiety, my problem is a deep depression. I'm sure the problem's in my brain, that's the only explanation for it. I can't stand being predisposed to being anxious, I can't stop my worry. It shouldn't end like this, but I'm just getting too old for this. The world is changing and I should probably just disappear and let everyone get on with their lives. My existence was just a pitiful mistake. I want to end it all but knowing me, I'm too much of a coward to do even that. That's why I've got alcohol, so I can end it all painlessly.
Goodbye guys, It's been good knowing you.
A predisposition to being anxious doesn't mean you're absolutely doomed. You aren't powerless here, no matter how much it seems like it at the moment. Please try to use the power you do have. You still have choices. You still have chances. I'm not saying anything is going to be easy--it won't be.
There is a lot you can't see from where you are right now. That much I can absolutely assure you of. When you're down, it's a long way up. Too many trees on the mountain and too many clouds. Enough climbing and the scenery does start to change though.