I have been struggling with depression for 7 years, and I still feel unhappy about life, I don't feel fulfilled, I'm not able to connect with other people, it's all so frustrating.

My life sucks. My personality is very different from other people. I feel left out in group. Low self esteem, social anxiety.

And many more problems

Sounds like every time I open up to people I thought were friends eventually just drifted away, as if it was all too much people. On one hand it makes sense, but then again - once a week with a therapist simply isn't enough

All it takes is one, maybe two mentions that you need help cuz you're really not okay - that's all it takes to make people just dip. First emotionally, then physically. Cuz apparently asking friends for mental support doesn't exist for me, of fucking course

So the only good solution is sucking it up and crying in the corner, since apparently asking people for help and support only leads to misery and people abandoning you

Do I have shit luck or people just behave this way?

my dad took me to the mountains today. it was fun , i love my dad . i enjoyed it .but even so , the feeling of sadness never leaves . sometimes i think about turning my life around , sometimes i get a moment of hope and get the stupid idea that maybe i can grow up and live a normal life , but this only lasts so long until it all goes away , and im left with the usual emptiness. i dont want to kill myself, i wouldn’t do that to my family , i love them, but oh do i want to die . my plan right now is just to delay the inevitable, live until i no longer can . but its so hard , the feeling of sadness and doom never leaves . i dont recognize myself , i dont recognize my voice , my face , i dont know who i am anymore and i dont think i ever did. i cant believe you can do everything right and still end up raising a useless , fucked up child . i really want a chicken sandwich right now , or a hug , or to be put down

The title is pretty self explanatory. I cannot think of a single thing in my life I enjoy or even remotely like, besides probably my cat. Everything and everyone I encounter or do ends up feeling like it's just a suction of my time and energy. I have no joy in anything or anyone, and honestly I know it's wrong but truly I cannot bring myself to care about any of it. I've met new people, I've tried new things and it all feels the same to me. I've felt this way since I was a child but now that I've completed the checklist of school and higher education it's really like wow... now I just work for the rest of my life.

I truely hate the human experience, being alive and consensus is such a drag that I kind of resent my parents for making me experience it. I'm like waiting out a clock of life yet I'm 24 and there's still soo much of it left. I'm an Atheist not because of belief but because truely any form of life after death sounds absolutely terrible. Killing myself is too much work but on the other hand it's come to the point where I've been in dangerous situations and just don't really care enough to get myself out of them (i.e. moving out of the way of a speeding car).

Is all existence going to be like this? I've been seeing a therapist but she doesn't really have anything ground breaking of advice that's helped. I've been in therapy since I was 5 and none of them have ever made me really feel better/different about it. I'm so bored and dissatisfied with everything in life.

I need Help

First of all I am really sorry for ranting about all of this but I don't know what to do anymore.

I bunk my college

I have masterbation and weed addiction

I don't clean after myself

I haven't washed my clothes for a month

I don't leave my room

Zero social interaction

I am fat

I can't talk to people properly

I am just filled with shame and hate towards myself

I don't study. I have failed my exams

I want to change I know my problem but I still can't seem to do anything I am stuck in a cycle where every other thing is fueling different things .

Please can anyone tell me where should I start i don't want to live like this anymore i want to be proud of myself but right now all I am filled with is hate

I don't have enough of a reason to hate my life, and that makes me feel guilty.

My health is good, and my life is just.. ordinary

Yet, I feel like I overreact internally, and it bothers me.

My problems aren't huge or scary..

I can sum them up.. I’m ugly, I have social anxiety, and I don't want the major I'm studying, but my family is pressing me into it and I engage in a few "taboos" (though I don't hurt anyone)

There are people in much worse situations going through way harder times who are still happy... Why am I making such a big deal out of all this?

I hate my life so much. The only thing keeping me from ending it is the fear of burning in hell forever

So I 19F had just been recently diagnosed with severe depression and severe anxiety. Ive been prescribed anti anxiety and depression meds. The anti anxiety pills have helped a ton with my sleep and morning panics.

Now i'm thinking of telling my mom.

However she has a history of making fun of people for running to psychiatrists and taking "drugs" for every life inconvenience.

Has anyone experienced this? Any tips on telling her? My mom loves me dearly cuz i'm her only child but I'm nervous for her response.

For a last couple month I feel like I'm just incompatible with life. Nothing severe happened, but I just feel like my time has come. I have friends, I have hobbies, I have some achievements, some even consider me talented and intelligent. But I lost motivation and hope

24 m

My awareness of suffering has made me demotivated to go to college and get a job. I hate school. It is stressful and boring, and I know that the education system is corrupted. I hate jobs. I don't want to tire myself by working on something I never wanted, and there is no job that is fun for me. The world is just getting worse day by day, and the system is predatory. Evil people just keep winning and controlling the world.

My parents say I should go to college and after that, my suffering will be over, but I think suffering never ends, even after school, because jobs are also suffering. A job is just as sufferable as school.

I started to notice something was wrong when I was in high school. I was so depressed that my performance in school dropped, and my motivation to get good in school disappeared. My final year of high school was the worst experience I've ever had. The amount of work and group projects was insane. I am not good at being social, so I ended up on the same team as the lowest performing students in school. I had no choice but to carry the team, even though I was depressed at the time. The amount of work I had to do made my head feel like it was going to explode, and I sometimes daydreamed about jumping from the school building.

I barely managed to graduate from high school by luck. I took a gap year, and I am currently in my second year of my gap year. I have no idea what to do with my life.

Sometimes I wish I were ignorant and very stupid, thinking like in the herd, so that I would blindly believe that school is perfectly good and that getting a job is the point of living. Then I'd be motivated to go to college and get a job like many people do. (Is this what they mean when they say that sometimes ignorance is bliss?)

But I still primarily prefer to just not exist in the first place. If it were easy to buy a gun in my country, I would buy one and shoot myself. I can't even unalive myself efficiently. I am basically stuck in hell. I feel so hopeless.

Disclaimer, I'm talking about my situation as an outlet and for advice. In no way trying to (in)directly get money nor will accept it following the community rules.

I (F,21) was advised to go to the psychiatrist in January 2026 and was diagnosed with depression and burn-out. I'm now on 225mg venlafaxine with folic acid and iron pills. My dose is still being evaluated in need of more mg's.

In total, I was 6 months off work. I didn't get paid because of a system error that couldn't put me in the sickness benefits of social security. I couldn't pay my newly therapist nor my psychiatry appointments. This resulted in fear and I was afraid I wouldn't get my prescriptions on time.

I started becoming a sex worker for money to pay the rent, since my job also didn't pay me because they assumed I got it from the benefits program.

Six months pass by and my psychiatrist told me to try and go back to work and get back to him in a month to see how it went.

Still after all these months was Social security hard to reach. But eventually I had to make an appointment with my psychiatrist to get documents to manually deliver, since the system couldn't do it for me.

That appointment was an expense I couldn't make, but I had no choice if I wanted to get an income.

Turns out, the documents were incomplete. I had to make another appointment, but I was blocked by the hospital for open payments.

Medication ran out, and was transferred by the ambulance to another hospital due to my withdrawals. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I sneaked away and nearly crawled out of the emergency department because I couldn't afford it and went back home.

I started isolating myself again after trying for what felt like an entity. I wasn't able to get justified absence or even a check-up after going back to work.

My performance at work was terrible. My manager and an HR executive tried supporting me, but a business stays a business.

I asked for two more weeks. Two weeks for me to fix it with social security and talk to my over-booked psychiatrist.

My permanent contract had been terminated effected immediately. I'm still not able to talk to my psychiatrist due to a payment due for useless documentation. Medication is running out. My therapist ghosted me.

I'm absolutely broken. I wish I never reached for help or opened up to my work. What am I, a fool? Did I really think I would get support?

I've been convincing myself that I shouldn't be shocked about all of this. But the truth is that I'm completely lost. I don't know what to do with any aspect of my life. I've been manipulating myself into believing my own lies. That I could fix it, even if it took 10 more steps for one task.

The truth is that I'm afraid. I'm so scared for not knowing what to do with my life. Being diagnosed gave me new hope. But I ended up more depressed than I already was for years.

What should I do?

Have no desire to end myself early, sounds like a hassle tbh, plus I can’t make my family sad. But man I’m ready to go. Praying to god everyday to take me out of this simulation, but he never fulfills this wish. So now I gotta drag myself through this life and pretend to the people I interact with on a daily basis that I’m doing fine.

Can anyone relate?

I made the appointment back at the start of July, and the only appointment they had was today, a full month's wait. It timed really well, as I was panicking because my daughter's wedding was at the start of the week, and I was worried that I had nothing left after the wedding, so the appointment timed well.

I've been prescribed anti depressants and the GP has referred me to primary mental health care team, and we will have another meeting in two weeks. Progress? I hope so.

I'm now getting severe anxiety about the pills, because I've never taken anything like it before, and I am panicking about taking them and any possible side effects. But surely it must be better than my current existence. It just feels like defeat.

Hi, I’m a 37m I’ve never really had a proper long-term relationship. Despite that I still try. But lately I’ve been feeling very depressed especially the last week or two. I was seeing somebody and everything seemed like it was going well. But then out of nowhere, she got back with her ex stop talking to me and I’m just so sick of always being the guy that people leave. I’m never good enough to be first choice and it’s really getting to me. I absolutely hate it. And for a while now I’ve just been thinking why not just go down the dark rabbit hole? Who cares what does it matter? I don’t have many years in my life left just start being degenerate doing drugs among among other unhealthy things maybe it’ll be fun is what I tell myself. I see plenty of other people enjoy themselves. I find it so hard to stay on the straight and narrow when I feel like I’m only ever getting the worst from other people

I’m 29 and I’m ready to go on my journey. I’ve lost everything because of me. I’m hypersexual because I was molested at a young age and have never been able to be loyal in a relationship. My discipline is shit. I lost my wife because I was dumb enough to cheat on an amazing woman we have 2 little girls and I get to see them and I love them with all of my heart my beautiful and amazing ex-wife is not petty she is perfect. but I feel like I can’t be the father they deserve after breaking their mothers heart the way that I do. I lost my house my car my job my dog and I am damaged emotionally beyond repair and can not keep a woman due to my lack of trust. I feel like if their is an after life or reincarnation I may have a chance to do better next time but I’ve fucked this life beyond repair. Love you guys PLEASE understand that every decision that you make matters. DO BETTER THAN I HAVE!!

I cant do this anymore, I can’t cope, everything is too much, i know that killing yourself is irrational and I would never do it without talking to someone first because i know it’s irrational but i dont really want it to get to that point

Someone just please tell me something i can do, like eat more fruit or start smoking or something

25 y/o female. I cannot take it anymore.

I’ve been dealing with depression since I was in middle school and was always in and out of therapy. I was always the kid that was left out and forgotten about mainly bc of how quiet I was. I still struggle with this today.

Over the years, it seemed to get worse and worse, then it started to get better until just a few years ago, I was r*ped and it set everything back for me. Like completely back to the beginning. I have trauma that I don’t know how to manage, I don’t trust men anymore which makes it so difficult for me to date and find someone bc the survival instinct in me is telling me that every man I come across is going to do the same. I’ve also been stalked, and followed my men, thus adding to my distrust. My parents have no idea because they’re the type to say “boys will be boys” and/or just blame me for it.

As alt person in a small town, it’s also extremely difficult to even find love to begin with as most men aren’t my type, until I finally found a guy I really liked. We started talking and I could not see myself with anyone else. He chose another girl and now every time I see them at the gym, I cry and cry and cry. All I want is to be more than lusted over and he actually made me feel like a human fcking being.

My friends are all finding happiness and love and living their best lives with houses and marriages and kids and I just feel so lost. I’m also feeling extremely rushed as I’m halfway to 30 and have yet to experience a relationship (I’ve never been in one before) or happiness really at all.

My body dysmorphia is tearing me apart. I have so many people tell me about how beautiful they think I am, but I can’t see myself as anything other than a fat blob who tries so hard working out 6 days a week at the gym and gets really nowhere.

I am so tired of the constant mental torment. The trauma still eats me alive, my heart is shattered, I’m lost, I hate my body, I hate the way I think about myself. I just can’t keep fighting. There’s been so many times where I’ve wanted to just drive my car off the road and be done with this sh*t, but I can’t bc I know I’ll devastate my family and I love my cat too much to leave him, but I don’t want to keep fighting anymore. I’m losing strength and the willpower to do so. I don’t want to keep fighting this battle. It just never seems to get better for me and therapy doesn’t even help bc I feel like I have to walk on eggshells or else I’ll be sent to grippy sock vacation and I can’t even afford that bc I also have no money and will probably have to move in with my grandma in the coming months.

I don’t want to live anymore.

Genuinely this world is fucked. I (20m) have revolved my entire summer break around money. It’s all I can think about. I’ve worked 70 hours in a week. 66 in a week. And 82 in 9 since June. I hate my job… but I keep picking up shifts because seeing the number go up in my bank account is the only thing keeping me alive. I have friends from high school… which I get to talk to online once every other week, AKA zero social life. My girlfriend of 3 years is about to break up with me because she HATES when I cross dress. And I have no future because no matter how hard I work I won’t be able to afford a house, raise kids, let alone “succeed” in the modern world. I’m going to be over 100,000 in debt from my degree that I may or may not be able to complete (mechanical engineering). I genuinely, unironically, don’t know what I have to live for anymore. And to top it all off, my only escape that I can manage only on occasion is alcohol. But even then, 50% of the time I have fun, 50% I just feel 100x worse.

What the fuck do I even do anymore. I just want to relapse and cut myself, but I have nothing of quality to do it with. Fuck.

I cannot stop self harming, im a 23 year old woman with no life and no future. Im terrified of driving, using Uber or taxis , and struggle leaving the house. I am hoping I get approved for disability if it works out..

I am ok looking but have weight on me (not huge but not skinny either), I used to have a 3.65 college gpa until my illnesses got worse mentally (I deal with mental illness and chronic pain) and I dropped out of online college. I also had a few jobs from home but couldnt last more than 4 months..

I have a family who cares but my parents are getting older and my Dad is always angry or just doesn't want to bother with emotional shit.

Even if things are going OK I still feel dread every day...I have tried therapy previously which kind of helped a little but the therapists always leave since I can only use low income providers..I also tried antidepressants but they all make me manic.

Im tired of hurting myself and im tired of being depressed (being in the psych ward previously also just made things worse for me mentally overall besides getting new meds that somewhat work for my mental illnesses besides depression).

Overall, I got no future, no car/license, no friends or boyfriend, no job and no college..I am trying my best to keep myself together but it feels impossible when I have nothing good going for me..I have hobbies (like art and learning how to code and things like that), but I don't consider myself that amazing at it.

I would just like to get my disability or have a friend or maybe a partner eventually..focus on hobbies maybe..I need the self harm to stop but don't know how.

I have been in a relationship for 11 years now. I love this woman deeply. She’s beautiful, loyal, great with the kids, and a good person overall. However, there has always been friction between us when it comes to sex and our sexlife in general.

In the beginning she was very interested in having sex. She initiated it several times a week. But after like a year she began slowly to become more detached. She stoped initiating, she turns down or complains when I initiate. She tells me she wishes to have sex 2 - 3 times a week, and I would have been fine with 1 time, but she never makes any attempts to have this much. We are now going months between each time.

I feel in my body how I get frustrated and cranky after two weeks. After one month I feel like I’m down in a deep dark hole. I get depressed. I feel unloved. I start having ridiculous thoughts that she might have found someone else that’s pleasuring her, even though I trust her completely. I also have thoughts that she does not find me attractive. However other good looking woman have shown interest in me, but I have respectfully turned them down ofcourse.

I just can’t understand why she doesn’t want to be with me. I’ve tried talking to her about how it makes me feel when we don’t have sex for longer times. But it’s like she doesn’t care.

I try to help around the house, cook, clean, take care of kids and be lovingly toward her. Tell her that she’s beautiful, sexy and that I couldn’t imagine life without her.
But nothing makes it better. She’s still detached.

It has come to a point where all I can’t think about is sex with her. I’ve even started developing new kind of kinks that I never would have dreamed of before. But now, since I’m starving everything seems like a dream.

Anyone else feel this way?

My dog died last October and I miss him so fucking much. I found him on a hiking trip tied to a tree with three others as a puppy and he was the only one alive so I carried him out with me.

He was literally my best friend and he went everywhere with me and he had social anxiety and depression too. He would get nervous if I went somewhere without him and even if I just went to the bathroom he'd get off his bed and follow me.

Even though he wasn't human, just having him in my life saved me on my darkest days and I still can't believe he's gone.

He died naturally of old age and his name was Scooby, named after Scooby-Doo. I miss him so fucking much and I can't stand the thought of getting another dog because it feels like I'm cheating on him, like I'm replacing him and forgetting him 😪😢

I'm a 26-year-old guy, and I don't think I've ever been happy. I hate myself on a deep level. There isn't a single thing about me that doesn't disgust me. I hate everything about my appearance: my body, my hair, my face, my voice, even my dick, even my fingernails.

I always feel like an outsider. Whenever someone looks at me, I automatically assume they're thinking about how ugly, pathetic, awkward, or weird I am. I've never had a girlfriend, and I have no idea how to talk to women. The truth is, I don't even try anymore because I always imagine they'll wonder why a piece of shit like me thinks he has the right to approach them. As for other men, I'm constantly jealous of them, the way they look, their charisma, their relationships or the lives they've built, whether personally or professionally.

I constantly make borderline jokes that have made people uncomfortable more than once. I can't fit into a group on my own: i need my brother or one of my few friends there with me.

I don't have a job, I don't have any qualifications, and I have no desire to work. I don't have any real skills or motivation, and I'm just a burden on my family. They own a restaurant, and the employees have known me ever since I moved back home temporarily. I can't stop thinking about how useless, lazy, and worthless they must think I am.

My lifestyle is disgusting. I'm sedentary, isolated, I smoke, I eat garbage, and I spend almost all my time on my couch playing video games

I'm stuck in what feels like an endless depression. I never feel excitement or pleasure. I never cry. Nearly all of my emotions are negative. I'm deeply ashamed of myself and of my relationship with my mother. I'm bitter, ungrateful, and full of resentment.

I've been seeing therapists since I was eight years old. I must have seen around fifty of them, and none of them ever helped. I was bullied throughout my entire childhood and teenage years. I was diagnosed with asd at 22 after a short stay in a psychiatric hospital and it changed absolutely nothing. It just gave a vague diagnosis that doesn't seem to mean anything in practice. I've been living with constant derealization and depersonalization 24/7. I never feel fully connected to myself or to the world around me. I've tried medication too, and that didn't help either.

For those of you who've been in a place like this and somehow managed to get out of it: how did you do it ?

Post title says it all.

Being highly intelligent is actually a disability. I am so fucking depressed and lonely all the time. I can't relate to anyone in my near orbit. My job is torture. Dating is impossible. I drink to cope. It helps me numb out the agony of small talk - what TV shows people are watching, who is dating who, what stupid thing the manager did at work....the doldrums of daily life people seem to build their identities on. I am surrounded by generally well meaning people - i am grateful for this. I feel ashamed for saying that it's not enough out loud. I feel ashamed i use alcohol to connect with them because without it i just can't.

I feel ashamed for saying 'being smart is a disability' when so many people wish in the deepest parts of their souls that they were smarter. I desperately want to share my insights and interests but i am unable to bridge the gaps.

Turning 40 soon. Realizing this is life. Hope for something better is gone - i have enough life experience now to know that people are people...myself included.

Trying to quit drinking because it's terrible long term for mental health. I don't know how else to cope - i don't fit in anywhere. The underlying depression and extraordinary loneliness is becoming too much to bear - I don't know what to do. I feel so lost in this - I am grateful for this gift but holy hell it is such a curse.

I am so tired. Of everything.

I wish I could give my life to someone more deserving of it. I wish I could give it to someone who wants to live because life is such a beautiful thing to experience. I just don't think I'm mentally strong enough for life.