Hi,
This is really hard. Even typing is exhausting. I was first diagnosed with depression 3 years ago but being an alpha bloke type tried to just will my way through it. I don't have much in the way of family and after my last relationship ended, I started pushing everyone away without realising. I self medicated with weed which allowed me to function at work. The oddest part being that I'm in the creative side of the media and my career was going really well.
But every time I had a success, my self hatred grew. At Xmas (which is the worst time of the year for someone depressed and alone), I crashed. I quit my job, could no longer face anybody, locked myself away and haven't seen friend or family member since 2012 til last week.
There's no easy way round this but I want to die more than anything else in the world. I want to sleep and never wake up. I hate myself, I hate humans and I hate this world. If I had an ounce of courage I'd do it but I'm a coward.
My brain is so full of guilt and shame it feels like its on fire. I can't stop crying. I've stopped hiding it from people because I can't hide it anymore. People are shocked when they find out. I'm in relatively good health and am decent looking. This of course just adds to the guilt - after all, what the f*** do I have to be depressed about.
Depression is the only disease I can think of (except maybe aids) where the sufferer is almost blamed for having it.
I've had to wait 4 months for an assessment with the local complex care team. Every day has been torture. Every day I want to die. But there's a tiny part of my brain that remembers I'm not supposed to feel like this which is holding on. I've tried medication and the side effects made me either physically sick or a zombie.
Tomorrow is my assessment. It's my only hope. If they can't help me I think I'll just give up. There's nothing worth living for.
Somebody please tell me there is hope.
I'm sorry to bring everyone down.