Hi, I was too. I didn't want to go to bed at night because I would soon get up again in the morning and wake up again. I didn't see a way out, I didn't see how circumstances could change. I was so tired of the pointless struggle, of everything. I felt in a closed circle and couldn't stand it. I couldn't react, I couldn't defend myself. It's like I'm paralyzed. I felt superfluous, useless, helpless. My life was just torture. I was thinking about suicide, imagining ending. I just wanted to sink into darkness and turn it off - not to feel anything anymore, the pain was so strong, as if my soul inside was screaming and tearing. Like you, I knew the reasons very well, but I didn't see how I could change anything. At one point I was so desperate that I couldn't take it anymore and decided to seek help. I never thought I would recommend it, but a few consultations with a psychotherapist helped me. The first time in the office, I just roared. Even as I tried to formulate the problem, tears welled up in my eyes and I couldn't stop. The second time everything - I roared and told. However, just the fact that I managed to get him out, to say it in front of someone gave me incredible relief. It was kind of liberating. I think it helped that the person opposite was an unknown and objective observer who had nothing to do with the situation. Because when I tried to share with relatives and friends I always felt worse. People they know can't help but react emotionally or take sides. It is very important to have someone who sees from the side what it is about and can land you. Otherwise you get lost in your own thoughts and projections. After only a few hours, my attitude to the problem changed - it's literally like I'm a different person. I don't eat anything inside anymore, I'm free because I took it outside. I am sorry to have waited so long, but I am generally very skeptical and prejudiced. I've never been to a psychiatrist because I don't want to be stuffed with drugs. And I didn't want to turn to a psychologist because I have so many acquaintances who have graduated in psychology and since I know them and I know what level they are at, I didn't see how anyone like that could help me except take my money. I don't live in Bulgaria - when the knife rested on my bone and I couldn't stand it anymore, I finally sought a consultation with a psychotherapist. It just couldn't get any worse, and I couldn't get out by my hair alone. The woman, fortunately for me, turned out to be a professional and had experience - she immediately touched the painful topics, pressed where she needed to, brought to the surface everything I had so carefully concealed. He showed me that I had nothing to hide and nothing to be ashamed of, that I didn't have to feel guilty and that I had just done what I had the strength to do. That I don't have to blame myself because no one is perfect, that people make mistakes. And most of all, it helped me get rid of this incredible weight that was eating away at me from within. I have always thought that psychotherapy is something that lasts for years and has little effect. To my surprise, it turned out that when the person opposite knew what he was doing, the therapy could be surprisingly effective. It helped me without feeling addicted. On the fourth visit we both decided that I was already well, everything was going in the right direction and a next visit was not necessary in this case. My only regret is that I didn't seek help earlier, but I just wasn't ready for that before. Apparently he has the right time for everything.
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In your other topic I already wrote you what the solution is.