I Wonder What My Purpose Here Is
I am beginning to feel like I have no purpose. I've been in this constant uphill battle for 3 years now battling depression and being stuck in a house. I just feel like right now I'm experiencing an outter body experience. I no longer feel like I'm the one in my own head or in my own body. It's like something else or someone else is doing it for me.
I can't get motivated to get better. I constantly am seeing bad things happen not only to me but to people who matter to me and you just begin to think that maybe being stuck in the house isn't such a bad thing, but at the same time...I miss doing the simple things. I miss blushing because someone told me I was cute. I miss getting dressed up for no reason, I miss being able to just drive anywhere I wanted too. Especially when I was depressed. I'd drive for hours beyond hours and just jam to music. I remember what it was like to have friends, now I don't even know what friends are. (That being said that is excluding the people I have became friends with on here.) I'm just talking in general about the people who live in my town.
It's amazing how many things and people change because of your situation. Because I'm unable to do the things they are used too, I'm no longer important or relevant to their lifes. I can't watch their babies grow up, I can't be there for when they get married, or engaged, or parties, or anything. I get to sit here wishing I was able to do all that stuff, but at the same thing. I don't miss that. I don't miss the users in this world, the people who mistreat one another, and the drama that comes along in such a small town as mine. If I sat and weighed all of the good and bad..the bad starts to outweigh all the good. I know it sounds so pessimistic of myself but thats how I'm feeling right now.
Whats my purpose. What is being agoraphobic doing for me. It's doing nothing. I feel lonely, ****** because I've been in this situation for 2 years now. I got a facebook again because my parents wanted me to keep in touch with familly but it only just reinforced me back to feeling ALONE. No one added me, I added them and on top of that it was just another lonely place to be. I have all the lonely places I need, why add another one too it. I don't have people come and visit me and I'm constantly being forgotten about, UNTIL someone needs something.
I'm just I guess tired, confused, hurt, betrayed, depressed. It's the emotional rollercoaster of being a prison in your own body and house.
I can't get motivated to get better. I constantly am seeing bad things happen not only to me but to people who matter to me and you just begin to think that maybe being stuck in the house isn't such a bad thing, but at the same time...I miss doing the simple things. I miss blushing because someone told me I was cute. I miss getting dressed up for no reason, I miss being able to just drive anywhere I wanted too. Especially when I was depressed. I'd drive for hours beyond hours and just jam to music. I remember what it was like to have friends, now I don't even know what friends are. (That being said that is excluding the people I have became friends with on here.) I'm just talking in general about the people who live in my town.
It's amazing how many things and people change because of your situation. Because I'm unable to do the things they are used too, I'm no longer important or relevant to their lifes. I can't watch their babies grow up, I can't be there for when they get married, or engaged, or parties, or anything. I get to sit here wishing I was able to do all that stuff, but at the same thing. I don't miss that. I don't miss the users in this world, the people who mistreat one another, and the drama that comes along in such a small town as mine. If I sat and weighed all of the good and bad..the bad starts to outweigh all the good. I know it sounds so pessimistic of myself but thats how I'm feeling right now.
Whats my purpose. What is being agoraphobic doing for me. It's doing nothing. I feel lonely, ****** because I've been in this situation for 2 years now. I got a facebook again because my parents wanted me to keep in touch with familly but it only just reinforced me back to feeling ALONE. No one added me, I added them and on top of that it was just another lonely place to be. I have all the lonely places I need, why add another one too it. I don't have people come and visit me and I'm constantly being forgotten about, UNTIL someone needs something.
I'm just I guess tired, confused, hurt, betrayed, depressed. It's the emotional rollercoaster of being a prison in your own body and house.