By all accounts, I should be happy. I just welcomed a son into the world. I just got a promotion and raise at work. I paid off the last of my credit cards and am now debt free. I've applied for a ministry training program I've felt called to do. Spring is here and the sun is out. I have new plants growing on the windowsill. By all accounts my life has never been better, I've never been more tangibly blessed, and I've never felt so surrounded by darkness.
I hurt so bad I feel it physically. I can't get out of bed to exercise anymore. I misuse food and am gaining weight. I don't want to watch movies, play games, or even be with my friends or spend time with my kids anymore. I've liquidated my facebook account, removing hundreds of friends because I just can't care anymore. Most nights I can't allow myself to have any alcohol because I know I'd be misusing it to escape. I struggle against, and almost weekly fall into sexual temptation. Something is wrong!
I've checked out suicide prevention sites, but they all talk about "crisis" I don't feel in crisis, I just feel tired. I've been trying to stay positive and optimistic for over a month, but I feel like I'm running out.
It's not that I feel worthless or useless or unneeded. I'm very talented, I contribute at work and church and they miss me when I'm gone. My family loves me and relies on me daily.
I'm not sure how to describe it. I feel like a backup copy of someone important. Like I ought to be doing something great, but I am just here, taking up space. Yes, I'm needed at my job, but from a wide angle, my job is stupid and holds no real meaning. Sure I'm engaging in ministry, but I have no real impact in anyone's lives. Yes, my family loves me, but I feel guilty about putting them into a position where they rely on me, I feel bad that I brought my kids into this world with me as their father. I feel like I go through the motions, but none of it matters.
I don't know if I trust therapy. My mom put me into a program once when I had some trouble at school, they prescribed medication and had me come talk to them each week. It felt pointless and useless, and I felt bad about the cost and the fact that my mom hid my therapy from my dad, and I felt frustrated that the drugs only gave me headaches, and the therapist who kept rehashing the same questions each week and didn't seem to understand that I didn't want friends.
I'm not allowed to kill myself. God is clear on that whenever I talk to Him. I am not interested in pharmaceuticals, I can't really afford them, and I've never experienced them doing me any good. I feel stuck.
I should feel great, but I don't. I should be happy, but I'm not. I should feel purpose, but I can't seem to find any. I'm tired of platitudes, and one-liner verses, and friends that aren't really there. I have to walk through this valley. I have to just keep going in the darkness that envelopes me, I have to keep moving and trusting... But I want out so badly. I'm tired and I don't like to hurt all the time.
I hurt so bad I feel it physically. I can't get out of bed to exercise anymore. I misuse food and am gaining weight. I don't want to watch movies, play games, or even be with my friends or spend time with my kids anymore. I've liquidated my facebook account, removing hundreds of friends because I just can't care anymore. Most nights I can't allow myself to have any alcohol because I know I'd be misusing it to escape. I struggle against, and almost weekly fall into sexual temptation. Something is wrong!
I've checked out suicide prevention sites, but they all talk about "crisis" I don't feel in crisis, I just feel tired. I've been trying to stay positive and optimistic for over a month, but I feel like I'm running out.
It's not that I feel worthless or useless or unneeded. I'm very talented, I contribute at work and church and they miss me when I'm gone. My family loves me and relies on me daily.
I'm not sure how to describe it. I feel like a backup copy of someone important. Like I ought to be doing something great, but I am just here, taking up space. Yes, I'm needed at my job, but from a wide angle, my job is stupid and holds no real meaning. Sure I'm engaging in ministry, but I have no real impact in anyone's lives. Yes, my family loves me, but I feel guilty about putting them into a position where they rely on me, I feel bad that I brought my kids into this world with me as their father. I feel like I go through the motions, but none of it matters.
I don't know if I trust therapy. My mom put me into a program once when I had some trouble at school, they prescribed medication and had me come talk to them each week. It felt pointless and useless, and I felt bad about the cost and the fact that my mom hid my therapy from my dad, and I felt frustrated that the drugs only gave me headaches, and the therapist who kept rehashing the same questions each week and didn't seem to understand that I didn't want friends.
I'm not allowed to kill myself. God is clear on that whenever I talk to Him. I am not interested in pharmaceuticals, I can't really afford them, and I've never experienced them doing me any good. I feel stuck.
I should feel great, but I don't. I should be happy, but I'm not. I should feel purpose, but I can't seem to find any. I'm tired of platitudes, and one-liner verses, and friends that aren't really there. I have to walk through this valley. I have to just keep going in the darkness that envelopes me, I have to keep moving and trusting... But I want out so badly. I'm tired and I don't like to hurt all the time.

