Shit happens! Sorry, but sometimes it just does and you have to work your way around it. Then just get on with your life. If you do the best you can, then at least you are trying.
I know we all want to give up sometimes. Fine, go to bed!Go out! Go get councelling! DON’T say there’s no hope. Focus on a good thought. The sky is pretty, the flowers smell nice, thank God for tomorrow, mum, my kids, my cat, my pills. Whatever.
You must make/force yourself to find something to hold onto. I know what its like to lay in bed all day and all night NEEDING it to go away, desperate to feel better. If the pain or nausea eases for a second, it’s the most wonderful feeling in the world.
There’s a difference between suicidal thoughts brought on by clinical depression and by things being to much or to stressful. Both feel terrible and if things get better you can be happy again. You dont realy want to die, you are DESPERATE. With a chemical imbalance, it can take you by surprise. For no reason you sit and scream. You can’t stop crying. You can’t do anything, see anyone. People make you sick, even your family.
Even while everything in your life is wonderful, it happens. I thank God for the drugs I’m on because I feel human now.
You have to work out why you feel so bad and get the right sort of treatment. Be it drugs, counselling, change of relationship even change of job.
I’m sorry for ranting. I hardly ever do. Probably wont again. It’s just that there are so many people out there hurting. But they dont know how to help themselves.