Suicidal Depression
03-21-2013, 07:15 PM
It's been a LONG time since I could call myself happy but it's really just been the past few months that I can really see how my depression is affecting me. You wouldn't know it just by seeing me. When I'm around people I can't help but put on a fake smile and pretend like everything is great with me. Even though anxious and suicidal thoughts are running through my mind.
I can't even control the things I do anymore. I spend all my money as soon as I get it. No matter how many times I tell myself, "You need to save", it just doesn't matter. I talk my own self out of saving the money. I convince myself that it is a better idea to go buy beer or weed or whatever the hell else I suddenly get the impulse to go buy. I know one major problem is that I fear being alone. I'll get off work at 1:30AM, get home, and lay there in misery because I have nothing to do, and nobody to chill with. I'll go through my entire contacts lists trying to find somebody to hang out with.
I have problems with girls. I can flirt and get their attention sure, but as soon as it's time for the bedroom, anxiety kicks in. I just CAN'T perform! And then I worry about what the girl is gonna think and I'm just way too scared to tell anyone what my problems are. I know the last girl I tried for thought I was gay, (which I have no problem with gay people, but I know for a fact I'm not). And then those thoughts just snowball and snowball until I feel even worse about myself and there is definitely no way I'm gonna be able to get it up. So I give up. I make up an excuse to not get intimate, or I just avoid the situation all together.
It gets to the point where I really just don't even want to go on anymore. I'll be driving down the road and start hoping this 18 wheeler will roll over on top of me and just end it right here.
I feel my sanity slowly slipping away and that REALLY scares me!
I can't even control the things I do anymore. I spend all my money as soon as I get it. No matter how many times I tell myself, "You need to save", it just doesn't matter. I talk my own self out of saving the money. I convince myself that it is a better idea to go buy beer or weed or whatever the hell else I suddenly get the impulse to go buy. I know one major problem is that I fear being alone. I'll get off work at 1:30AM, get home, and lay there in misery because I have nothing to do, and nobody to chill with. I'll go through my entire contacts lists trying to find somebody to hang out with.
I have problems with girls. I can flirt and get their attention sure, but as soon as it's time for the bedroom, anxiety kicks in. I just CAN'T perform! And then I worry about what the girl is gonna think and I'm just way too scared to tell anyone what my problems are. I know the last girl I tried for thought I was gay, (which I have no problem with gay people, but I know for a fact I'm not). And then those thoughts just snowball and snowball until I feel even worse about myself and there is definitely no way I'm gonna be able to get it up. So I give up. I make up an excuse to not get intimate, or I just avoid the situation all together.
It gets to the point where I really just don't even want to go on anymore. I'll be driving down the road and start hoping this 18 wheeler will roll over on top of me and just end it right here.
I feel my sanity slowly slipping away and that REALLY scares me!