I am pretty certain that I have depression. Why do i think this?
Because life feels like a constant battle. Everytime something positive happens, something negative happens to throw everything off.
I have exhaustion problems, and I get emotional alot. I don't get emotional over things like people dying or sad things, but over stupid things like the washing machine.
I find it difficult to do simple tasks like clean the house and iron my clothes. I find it almost too much to deal with.
I am not suicidal at all, but I am obsessed with necro.
I can't concentrate on any one thing for a long period of time, and my mind flies away. My brain is so noisy all the time, I am constantly thinking and sometimes my thoughts feel so loud, I am convinced other people hear them.
I don't feel like theres much wrong but I feel that nothing is right. Does this make sense? I don't know why I am so unhappy but I have felt this way for a very long time. Perhaps I have Bi-polar disorder? Perhaps I'm all fucked up by my strange up bringing.
I don't know what it is. I don't feel love or hate much any more, I don't feel anything other than that annoying depressive feeling. I don't even think i feel particularly hopeless, I just feel dull. Its like I've dulled it to cope.
Because life feels like a constant battle. Everytime something positive happens, something negative happens to throw everything off.
I have exhaustion problems, and I get emotional alot. I don't get emotional over things like people dying or sad things, but over stupid things like the washing machine.
I find it difficult to do simple tasks like clean the house and iron my clothes. I find it almost too much to deal with.
I am not suicidal at all, but I am obsessed with necro.
I can't concentrate on any one thing for a long period of time, and my mind flies away. My brain is so noisy all the time, I am constantly thinking and sometimes my thoughts feel so loud, I am convinced other people hear them.
I don't feel like theres much wrong but I feel that nothing is right. Does this make sense? I don't know why I am so unhappy but I have felt this way for a very long time. Perhaps I have Bi-polar disorder? Perhaps I'm all fucked up by my strange up bringing.
I don't know what it is. I don't feel love or hate much any more, I don't feel anything other than that annoying depressive feeling. I don't even think i feel particularly hopeless, I just feel dull. Its like I've dulled it to cope.