This might be a little bit depressing to read so I’m warning you now before you go any further.
Woke up feeling crap this morning, another day of the same old shit. Just wanting to hide under the duvet and escape from the world. I’ve had a few good days recently but today just hit me hard, reminding me that my problems are still there. I felt lost, worthless, like I no longer have anything to offer anyone. I haven’t felt like that for a few weeks and I’ve no idea what triggered it. I decided to get up, washed and dressed and hopefully feel a bit better for doing so. It didn’t work. Instead I just sat there and began to cry. A 48 year bloke crying for no reason. Maybe it’s a release of some sort. I couldn’t seem to stop crying either, puffy eyes like a child crying in a school playground. Sobbing uncontrollably. Fed up of this life, fed up of trying to just get through another day with the same shit thoughts running through my mind. The thoughts of ending my life have returned again, thinking it would be better off me not being around anymore. Yes my family would be hurting but time is a healer, they’d soon get over it. All these thoughts in my head, all because I’m sat here overthinking. It’s horrible being alone with so much time on your hands.
Yesterday I tried to keep myself busy, workout followed by doing the garden, only to have an accident and take a strimmer to my ankle, but that’s another story for another time. I need more of that, more to occupy my mind and stop the thoughts from taking over.
I need something in my life to focus on. Having that will help my mental health. It’s just trying to combat my anxiety and get something, whether that’s a job or doing something voluntary. I’m going to have to push myself harder, step out of my comfort zone and find something to do, something that takes up the whole day.
Time for bed, I hope I can sleep a bit better tonight and hopefully wake up tomorrow in a much better frame of mind. We shall see. 💚

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