I've felt what I would call depression for most of my life. I've been on and off a lot of meds since I was 8, and I'm turning 20 in a few months. I always humored the thought of suicide, but now it's something of a plan that I've set in motion. I used my money saved for my powerbill to purchase a huge bottle of sleeping pills.
I live by myself, my family is out of contact, I have no more money left to pay my rent, I've never had a job, I've never had any friends or support.
I have ringworm infections all over my body, because I just don't care enough to shower. I've been cycling through my dirty clothes for 3 months, I think I am just used to smelling rotten. My bedding is so black and vile, but it all feels the same to me. Why don't I give a $#%^?
I'm scared to raise my blinds, I sit in the dark all day and sleep. The only time I feel safe to go outside is past midnight. I like to take walks and have these fantasies about being someone else and talking to people. My voice quivers when I speak, I am too scared to ask for help. Who can I ask?
I'm at the library. I smoked a bunch of cigarette butts I found on the ground before I came here. I don't want people to smell me. My worst fear is that they will look at me and know I'm worthless and a waste.
Is this depression or something worse? I read all this JARGON on the internet about it, but it's all ######6 words that mean nothing. "Feeling blue, guilty, hopeless" I don't know if those even apply to me. I feel numb, I don't care about anything enough to feel BLUE.
Can you be so depressed you stop being depressed and just be nothing? That's what I feel like, invisible and nothing.
I'm complaining, but I really just want somebody to talk to.