James130185
New Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 1
As the title suggests.
I'm giving up, my life has always been in my opinion below average at best, I feel as if everyday is just surviving rather than living, and when i was diagnosed as a T1 diabetic last year it just further pushed me down to the point where if i am honest i don't really care for life anymore, I have next to no friends so this is my only method of anyone listening to me.
I have an average job, pays ok but only because of the amount of hours i do a week, I live in an old council house that i would like to be able to make better but money simply doesn't allow, and hasn't done for years, I see people everywhere seemingly getting on in life and doing well yet mine stays the same and i have zero interest in anything i use to like or anything else, I have terrible anxiety so mixing with people is extremely hard for me and feel talking to anyone even if it's family that doesn't have anything in common with me is also pointless.
I'm a mid 30s male and have resigned to the fact that this is my life now, it's turned out in a different way from everything i expected it to be, they all say there is light at the end of the tunnel but frankly it's been this way for around 5 or 6 years so don't see any way out.
Have i thought of ending it all? If be lying if i said no as i have, only difference been i am too much of a coward to go through with it, i hate everything about myself, the only thing to keeps me here is my young daughters who i know adore me but even that's not enough, is that wrong of me to feel like that?
Realistically i am probably the best part of 35-40% through my life already and what's supposed to be the best years too, but if you feel you've nothing else to live for then why bother carrying on? I already take medication for anxiety and depression, the whole T1 thing as taken over my life, fed up of not been able to eat without thinking of insulin injections to keep everything normal.
Could life be worse? Definitely, but we have a tendency to only look at our own lives and how good or bad they are before anything else.
Sorry this has gone on, but i have had enough, Sat here typing this on a miserable wet day that resembles how i am, with nobody else that really cares.
I'm giving up, my life has always been in my opinion below average at best, I feel as if everyday is just surviving rather than living, and when i was diagnosed as a T1 diabetic last year it just further pushed me down to the point where if i am honest i don't really care for life anymore, I have next to no friends so this is my only method of anyone listening to me.
I have an average job, pays ok but only because of the amount of hours i do a week, I live in an old council house that i would like to be able to make better but money simply doesn't allow, and hasn't done for years, I see people everywhere seemingly getting on in life and doing well yet mine stays the same and i have zero interest in anything i use to like or anything else, I have terrible anxiety so mixing with people is extremely hard for me and feel talking to anyone even if it's family that doesn't have anything in common with me is also pointless.
I'm a mid 30s male and have resigned to the fact that this is my life now, it's turned out in a different way from everything i expected it to be, they all say there is light at the end of the tunnel but frankly it's been this way for around 5 or 6 years so don't see any way out.
Have i thought of ending it all? If be lying if i said no as i have, only difference been i am too much of a coward to go through with it, i hate everything about myself, the only thing to keeps me here is my young daughters who i know adore me but even that's not enough, is that wrong of me to feel like that?
Realistically i am probably the best part of 35-40% through my life already and what's supposed to be the best years too, but if you feel you've nothing else to live for then why bother carrying on? I already take medication for anxiety and depression, the whole T1 thing as taken over my life, fed up of not been able to eat without thinking of insulin injections to keep everything normal.
Could life be worse? Definitely, but we have a tendency to only look at our own lives and how good or bad they are before anything else.
Sorry this has gone on, but i have had enough, Sat here typing this on a miserable wet day that resembles how i am, with nobody else that really cares.