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…I’m always hopeless!
Me right now.
Feeling this soul deep.
Oof. Good one.
very relate-able, and truth.
Yeah. I’ve been feeling depressed for months because of COVID. ( I felt depressed before, but I had made a lot of progress.) I also have OCD, and my depression makes the OCD worse. The OCD in turn makes the depression worse, and around and around I go. I hoped it would be better after the election, but it’s not. I hope this will end. I want to know what it is like when happiness isn’t rare.
So…. there…. that…
For me things are starting to look up a bit. I know that is not the case for everyone, but I’m actually seeing light that’s not an oncoming train.
oh no, did they break up? D:
The exact same situation happened to me a couple days ago, and it is something i can’t cope with:
The very thought that I could feel better, talk to someone or even enjoy something is the only hope I have. Under deep depression this thought of hope just become hopelessness as I am persuaded that it’s absolutely impossible for me and that i can’t fight it.
It is “funny” in a way where when trying to be or feel better can make you feel so bad and get to you so hard, like someone playing the reverse card from Uno on your hopes and crushing you even more.
…yeah. “Hope” is a pretty strong word. “Warily anticipate,” maybe. That’s much safer than hope.
Too true. I’ve already been ultra depressed this year, but even when I’m at my lowest, I realize I can still go lower. Ugh.