Been having a very hard time getting along lately. I find everything pointless and in vain. Why experience joy or happiness when it will be washed away at our death? All of the pleasure will be forgotten and lost; our meaning lost. All I think is nothing's essential. I can't think about anything else because when I'm trying to concentrate on something that requires thought I just think to myself "None of this will matter when I die. How will I know what goes on?" and madness sweeps over me. To know that my existence is completely futile brings me nothing but sheer misery. I have nothing to take pride in since it will be gone in mere seconds.
I haven't been happy in God knows when. All I've felt is depression and emptiness. Everyone tells me "Hey man, go out and get wasted. Forget about things, you're too sensitive.". That or I get the occasional "You're insane.". I do, in fact, lose touch with reality from time to time; so deep in the thoughts of nothingness that I forget this existence and when I come back I am shocked and confused. I sink in the turmoil because it seems my memory has been erased and then it all comes back at once as if nothing had happened. I told my psychologist about this but he didn't seem to take it as a serious "threat". I believe dysthymia fits my description: persistent depression that has symptoms such as fatigue, low self-esteem, insomnia, and appetite disturbances but is not severe enough to amount to a psychosis.
Don't know what's wrong with me. I seem to envy people and hate them for their happiness. I think I'm corrupt and Satan is playing with me. I seem to have a duel of personalities; one that desires happiness and righteousness and the other which yearns for hatred and misery. The truth is stretched with these "episodes" phasing in and out of me. I am not myself but yet I am. Any opinions would be welcomed but keep it civil, I don't feel like being insulted. I don't even know why I'm posting this. Lost all of my friends and have nowhere to turn.
			
			I haven't been happy in God knows when. All I've felt is depression and emptiness. Everyone tells me "Hey man, go out and get wasted. Forget about things, you're too sensitive.". That or I get the occasional "You're insane.". I do, in fact, lose touch with reality from time to time; so deep in the thoughts of nothingness that I forget this existence and when I come back I am shocked and confused. I sink in the turmoil because it seems my memory has been erased and then it all comes back at once as if nothing had happened. I told my psychologist about this but he didn't seem to take it as a serious "threat". I believe dysthymia fits my description: persistent depression that has symptoms such as fatigue, low self-esteem, insomnia, and appetite disturbances but is not severe enough to amount to a psychosis.
Don't know what's wrong with me. I seem to envy people and hate them for their happiness. I think I'm corrupt and Satan is playing with me. I seem to have a duel of personalities; one that desires happiness and righteousness and the other which yearns for hatred and misery. The truth is stretched with these "episodes" phasing in and out of me. I am not myself but yet I am. Any opinions would be welcomed but keep it civil, I don't feel like being insulted. I don't even know why I'm posting this. Lost all of my friends and have nowhere to turn.
				
		
			