I don't even know where to start.
I will be turning 30 this year and have completely wasted my youth to depression but it also feels like I am still mentally 16 because I have no life and am so desperately immature and do't have any of the things most 30 year olds have. I just want to give up. I have no real friends, have never had any real relationships, no real friends and there is just no hope whatsoever for my future at the moment. It's weird. I am almost 30 but in many ways it is like I am a 16 year old in the body of a nearly 30 year old because I am so pathetically immature, living at home, never had a boyfriend, living in the way a teenager would. I am so pathetically immature.
I have been depressed for at least 15 years now. I don't think I remember a time in my life where there wasn't sadness in my mind. I've never been good enough for anyone. I was never popular at school. I had a horrible awkward phase for a couple of years that meant I was bullied relentlessly. Sometimes I responded to this pain by being a bully back which makes me a terrible person. I have said and done things that would make people stop being my friend if they knew it.
I have never belonged anywhere but I am desperate to belong. I don't make friends easy. I feel inferior. So me, stupid stupid men, makes the mistake of lying to impress people, to sound interesting, so I'm not boring. I didn't have friends in real life, so I spent my life on the internet for hours a day, lying to strangers to try and make friends and of course it all came back to bite me because no one likes liars and liars are bad people and people made a fake website I can't remove calling me a liar and it has my full name attached and since I have one of those long huge Greek surnames it shows up when you google me so everyone will be about to look up my past so even if things change it will be too late for me. I'm scared they'll just keep making my life miserable too even though I deleted all my social media accounts I don't even have facebook to stay in touch with my family in Greece (I'm in Australia). I screwed up but I feel like everyone is taking it too far to make me pay now.
I do want to change. I don't want to live lies anymore but once that's your reputation that's your reputation and no one forgives you and everyone thinks you're horrible even if you didn't have bad intentions and it means no one will ever want to be your friend anymore. I'm not even making sense but I'm crying as I write this I'm losing sense. But. How can I make friends or have relationships with I used to be a liar? No one will ever trust me there will always be doubt of me. I might as well disappear so much.
And the world hates me if people want me to be so unhappy they'll make sure I can never move on by making websites and stuff.
I don't feel like god loves me anymore I'd even call myself agnostic now because if god loves me, how could he make me depressed for all these years when other people get to be effortlessly happy.
I hate my job but there is no way I could do anything better because I failed out of university and didn't finish and can't afford to go back now because I have so many bills I need to pay and can't afford to be a student so for the rest of my life I will be doing something that makes me unhappy because I made poor decisions about studying. I was too depressed to study it's why I failed.
I'm a horrible person. I've lied and said mean things and god doesn't love me and I have made a mess of my life with no hope of ever redeeming it. I really want to be happy but with everything I have one my life karma is ruined and I will never be able to do so. I want to have a family one day, but no one will deal with the girl with depression and regrets and has been a liar and has scar covered wrists and legs and I swear depression has ruined my life.
I want to be that really happy, really positive, really nice and likable person but to be that person is to be a fraud and to tell more lies and to be even more of a bad person. I can't forgive myself.
If I died, it would be better, maybe people would stop hating me. Well, I think that and then I remember they'd know what kind of person I am and everyone would be happy I am dead and it kills me to know the world would be a better place if I died and my parents would know the extent of how much of a screw up I am.
My brain is broken.
I care too much about what people think about me and things that don't matter.
I only see the negative.
I assume everyone hates me.
I have no worth.
I am nothing.
I feel like the only way I can be happy and have a nice life now is if history can be rewritten and history can't be rewritten. I have ruined my life beyond repair and it devastates me because it is all my fault, all thanks to depression, me not handling it well, I don't know how to fix it.
So now I just wish I was dead. I wish there was another way. Like getting a new shot at life.
How did I end up this way
I will be turning 30 this year and have completely wasted my youth to depression but it also feels like I am still mentally 16 because I have no life and am so desperately immature and do't have any of the things most 30 year olds have. I just want to give up. I have no real friends, have never had any real relationships, no real friends and there is just no hope whatsoever for my future at the moment. It's weird. I am almost 30 but in many ways it is like I am a 16 year old in the body of a nearly 30 year old because I am so pathetically immature, living at home, never had a boyfriend, living in the way a teenager would. I am so pathetically immature.
I have been depressed for at least 15 years now. I don't think I remember a time in my life where there wasn't sadness in my mind. I've never been good enough for anyone. I was never popular at school. I had a horrible awkward phase for a couple of years that meant I was bullied relentlessly. Sometimes I responded to this pain by being a bully back which makes me a terrible person. I have said and done things that would make people stop being my friend if they knew it.
I have never belonged anywhere but I am desperate to belong. I don't make friends easy. I feel inferior. So me, stupid stupid men, makes the mistake of lying to impress people, to sound interesting, so I'm not boring. I didn't have friends in real life, so I spent my life on the internet for hours a day, lying to strangers to try and make friends and of course it all came back to bite me because no one likes liars and liars are bad people and people made a fake website I can't remove calling me a liar and it has my full name attached and since I have one of those long huge Greek surnames it shows up when you google me so everyone will be about to look up my past so even if things change it will be too late for me. I'm scared they'll just keep making my life miserable too even though I deleted all my social media accounts I don't even have facebook to stay in touch with my family in Greece (I'm in Australia). I screwed up but I feel like everyone is taking it too far to make me pay now.
I do want to change. I don't want to live lies anymore but once that's your reputation that's your reputation and no one forgives you and everyone thinks you're horrible even if you didn't have bad intentions and it means no one will ever want to be your friend anymore. I'm not even making sense but I'm crying as I write this I'm losing sense. But. How can I make friends or have relationships with I used to be a liar? No one will ever trust me there will always be doubt of me. I might as well disappear so much.
And the world hates me if people want me to be so unhappy they'll make sure I can never move on by making websites and stuff.
I don't feel like god loves me anymore I'd even call myself agnostic now because if god loves me, how could he make me depressed for all these years when other people get to be effortlessly happy.
I hate my job but there is no way I could do anything better because I failed out of university and didn't finish and can't afford to go back now because I have so many bills I need to pay and can't afford to be a student so for the rest of my life I will be doing something that makes me unhappy because I made poor decisions about studying. I was too depressed to study it's why I failed.
I'm a horrible person. I've lied and said mean things and god doesn't love me and I have made a mess of my life with no hope of ever redeeming it. I really want to be happy but with everything I have one my life karma is ruined and I will never be able to do so. I want to have a family one day, but no one will deal with the girl with depression and regrets and has been a liar and has scar covered wrists and legs and I swear depression has ruined my life.
I want to be that really happy, really positive, really nice and likable person but to be that person is to be a fraud and to tell more lies and to be even more of a bad person. I can't forgive myself.
If I died, it would be better, maybe people would stop hating me. Well, I think that and then I remember they'd know what kind of person I am and everyone would be happy I am dead and it kills me to know the world would be a better place if I died and my parents would know the extent of how much of a screw up I am.
My brain is broken.
I care too much about what people think about me and things that don't matter.
I only see the negative.
I assume everyone hates me.
I have no worth.
I am nothing.
I feel like the only way I can be happy and have a nice life now is if history can be rewritten and history can't be rewritten. I have ruined my life beyond repair and it devastates me because it is all my fault, all thanks to depression, me not handling it well, I don't know how to fix it.
So now I just wish I was dead. I wish there was another way. Like getting a new shot at life.
How did I end up this way
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