Is it possible to be addicted to depression?
Maybe "addicted" is the wrong word here, but for about 3 years now I've had the same dull feeling of lacking motivation, carelessness, and an off and on sadness for no apparent reason.
It led me to failing all classes 2 whole years of high school, and this one is to be a third, giving up on it. It led me to threatening my health for a daily delirium. It led me to losing over half of my money in my savings and now it only slowly builds up 10 dollars a week. I can't help but think that it's already too late to turn around.
I'm not sure how much I messed my future up, and I can't seem to let it go. Like a scar, at first I kept making it deeper, thinking some freedom will come out of it, but now it's to a point where I don't really know if I can treat it, so why not just keep digging? I feel uncomfortable but I'm used to having it.
I've been to two different counselors for it, but as soon as my parents stopped intervening with my visits I always stopped going. I quit the first time because the guy really pestered me of how he could supposedly relate to everything I said. A while later my parents found out I stopped going and asked if I wanted to go to another. I thought that the second guy would be better but while he was a nice guy, I decided that I had "better things" to do.
I also am addicted to diphenhydramine, which is legal so I don't believe it goes against the forum rules to say that.
Maybe "addicted" is the wrong word here, but for about 3 years now I've had the same dull feeling of lacking motivation, carelessness, and an off and on sadness for no apparent reason.
It led me to failing all classes 2 whole years of high school, and this one is to be a third, giving up on it. It led me to threatening my health for a daily delirium. It led me to losing over half of my money in my savings and now it only slowly builds up 10 dollars a week. I can't help but think that it's already too late to turn around.
I'm not sure how much I messed my future up, and I can't seem to let it go. Like a scar, at first I kept making it deeper, thinking some freedom will come out of it, but now it's to a point where I don't really know if I can treat it, so why not just keep digging? I feel uncomfortable but I'm used to having it.
I've been to two different counselors for it, but as soon as my parents stopped intervening with my visits I always stopped going. I quit the first time because the guy really pestered me of how he could supposedly relate to everything I said. A while later my parents found out I stopped going and asked if I wanted to go to another. I thought that the second guy would be better but while he was a nice guy, I decided that I had "better things" to do.
I also am addicted to diphenhydramine, which is legal so I don't believe it goes against the forum rules to say that.