I have struggled with depression and anxiety all of my life. I’ve had the feeling that things were going to end with crushing dissapoinment and tears. I have been able to get past that and stumble through life because there has always been some goal to reach toward. Finishing high school, college, moving out of parents, finding a significant other, getting a good job, etc.

There was always an underlying assumption that once x happens my real life will begin, and I will rise above my hang-ups. If I’m being honest that has been true sometimes, but in many important ways it hasn’t happened. I am still full of anxiety, self-doubt, self-loathing, laziness, immaturity, shyness, an inability to focus or pay attention to details, and more. I can’t keep up, time moves too fast.

I’ve made it far enough in life that I do have an ok job but with every year it becomes clear that I am not respected and my work and opinions are not valued. I have a partner who in many ways improved my life. But after 5 years I think she is holding me back as a person. She is an alcoholic and has many problems of her own. I spend more time worrying about her and making sure she doesn’t get upset than I do focusing on improving myself.

Now I’m about to turn 40 and the realization that this is it is speeding at me like a train. This really is who I am. I’m probably never going to be able to change. I really am not a particularly good person, in every possible way. I am a dissapoinment and failure to myself and everyone who knows me more than a few minutes.

I’m not suicidal but I think about it every day. What will probably happen is the strain will get so bad that I’ll either have a stroke or snap and leave my job and partner and become homeless or something. I can barely face my family and friends because I am so ashamed. I just don’t know what will prevent some inevitable terrible end for me. Every day I struggle to complete tasks and interact with others under the crushing knowledge that I am a failure and a fuck up.

Anyways. Back to work.

  • Lucidity 🪷@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    4 months ago

    Turning 39 here. Don’t want to just say something typical and good vibes oriented (although that is my natural reaction, or at least it was… saw it pointed out elsewhere that it’s annoying).

    Now as I write this I’m not sure what to say. A ton resonated with me. I really hope you figure out something that has eluded us both. At the very least, your post is something I think I understand.

  • DudemanJenkins@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    4 months ago

    Brother I feel this.

    I’m between jobs at the moment and realizing I’m in another dying industry (software qa) after being a customer service agent which was after my network administration which was after my classical performance career. Everything I’ve found myself in has either been nepotized or outsourced and frankly I honestly miss the monotony of meetings and bullshit. It’s arduous in the moment but they served good markers in time in hindsight. I made the mistake of mistaking the friendly faces for friendships.

    If it’s anything it took me like 8 years of vaping to realize I needed to quit. When I met my wife I didn’t want her to suffer the cloud life bullshit and she was my absolute rock. Idk if you ever had the talk about doing it for something but even if it’s for your pet I’m hoping you have something to put a pin on to support that endeavor.

    Nobody has answers and I certainly the least but I’m glad you’re here.