Is life normally this hard?
I've never known a time like this in my whole life. I feel like I'm at the bottom of the ocean.
I've gone through a few break ups and they were sad, of course, but nothing like this. This is everything.
This is the economy, no hope for the future or point even trying to pursue my dreams, the pain of losing my grandfather a few years ago which I never processed properly, my childhood abuse and trauma, the pain of leaving a city that felt like home a year ago to move to be closer to my family and to pursue my dreams, the pain of having to make a few major life decisions to just stay afloat and keep moving forward, the money only draining out, the constant sensory triggers (because I'm autistic), watching the world celebrate a few beautiful and wealthy people and all the resources going to them when people I love are in devastating times with no money and praise for their immense talents.
I'm just so fucking broken. All of this is so unfair. I feel like all my childhood naiveté has been washed away in one swoop. This year has been so horrible. I can barely get out of bed in the morning. I spend two hours every morning just in bed. I'm gaining weight. I'm eating so much food just to feel something.
I'm not doing good at all. Has anyone experienced this? Is there a way out? Is there hope? Is life normally this hard? I make posts like these all the time and no one ever replies or says anything and I just wanna give up. I just need to know there's a reason to keep fighting. Maybe my grandfather can give me a sign.