I've posted around the forum a bit, read other peoples' posts. But then I came across this forum, and I am so glad I did because a lot of what I have been feeling lately, a lot of what has been fueling my sadness, my depression, my loneliness... has to do with hope. Or a lack thereof.
People often define hope as a reason to get up and get out of bed in the morning. A reason to move forward and accomplish things in life. Personally, I do not have this. I have no hope. I have nothing to look forward to every day. I used to- or at least I thought I did. But I no longer do. Any hope that I thought I had, has been destroyed.
Now, every day is just a struggle just to get out of bed and into the shower. If I don't have to work, chances are I won't do either. I then come home, open a bottle of wine or whatever I have and drink until I pass out. Usually this is accompanied by a lot of tears, questioning what is wrong with me, what have I done wrong, why am I alone, why does nobody love me or care about me.
I just see no light at the end of the tunnel anymore. There's no more hope for me. Nobody in my life to turn to, to help lift me up, to help lift my spirits. Just me, my cat, and the bottle.