I have always done well in the past, and some of the alleged signs of depression were never present in me. I never did drugs or abused alcohol, and did very well in school and the workplace. However, there was always a hole inside of me, a thirst for something that I could not identify. Ultimately, my pride and endurance were exhausted from battling the Darkness for over a decade. Within the last year, things spiralled downward, while in a way, I had hoped to fail since it would finally give me the reason to eliminate all doubt of destroying myself. As a last ditch effort, I moved in with my parents (from Pittsburgh to Kansas). I had hoped that maybe having family around would help counter the brooding that has consumed me, but on the other hand, I feel like the stereotypical loser...if only they had a basement. I just feel a philosophy of hoplessness with an extreme conviction. Every day is a struggle, a battle in which I try to justify living another day. While I abhor the thought of failure, I feel that all of my energy has been consumed. What I want to know is if anyone has ever truly overcome this emptiness? Can I defeat it, or is it inevitable that I will be consumed by it?
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