I’ve felt like this all my life, since childhood, which was lets say sort of ok, sort of dark. I grew up not having a dad among other things.
I hated living with my mom since I felt like a parent to her, so I run away from home. I lived on my own ever since, I’m close to 40 now.
I’ve never managed to find a passion in life and stick to it. I only go through the motions. I work because I have to. I distract myself with hobbies and friends, but I still feel depressed, although I’m highly functioning so I guess it’s not noticeable.
Nothing worked to help with sadness, not therapy, not faith.
I got so hurt by people that I stop believing in true friendships and in love and marriage.
truly the only thrill from life I get is when I have crushes on men, so I can daydream about them while not actually doing anything about it, because I just don’t want to, it has no point. Some are married, some not, nothing is serious.
I even wonder do I have jazabel spirit on me, because I get high on it, being a bit of a flirt sometimes, but never crossing the line, not even with a kiss, nothing.
Even that doesn’t do it for me, because I feel guilt over lust.
Life feels so empty. I pray and talk to Jesus every day. I’m grateful for all I have, I have not much to complain about.
Volunteering makes me even more depressed being around so much pain, I can’t. It’s so draining.
Communicating with people seems boring. So I’m isolating.
I don’t know where’s I’m going with my life. Am I gonna end up in hell?
Did you ever felt like this, any thoughts?
I hated living with my mom since I felt like a parent to her, so I run away from home. I lived on my own ever since, I’m close to 40 now.
I’ve never managed to find a passion in life and stick to it. I only go through the motions. I work because I have to. I distract myself with hobbies and friends, but I still feel depressed, although I’m highly functioning so I guess it’s not noticeable.
Nothing worked to help with sadness, not therapy, not faith.
I got so hurt by people that I stop believing in true friendships and in love and marriage.
truly the only thrill from life I get is when I have crushes on men, so I can daydream about them while not actually doing anything about it, because I just don’t want to, it has no point. Some are married, some not, nothing is serious.
I even wonder do I have jazabel spirit on me, because I get high on it, being a bit of a flirt sometimes, but never crossing the line, not even with a kiss, nothing.
Even that doesn’t do it for me, because I feel guilt over lust.
Life feels so empty. I pray and talk to Jesus every day. I’m grateful for all I have, I have not much to complain about.
Volunteering makes me even more depressed being around so much pain, I can’t. It’s so draining.
Communicating with people seems boring. So I’m isolating.
I don’t know where’s I’m going with my life. Am I gonna end up in hell?
Did you ever felt like this, any thoughts?