I don’t know how to cope anymore.
I have an important exam later this month, but I haven’t been able to study because my mental health is a mess.
I come from a very dysfunctional family, but none of my friends know about it, so I don’t really have anyone I can talk to. For the longest time, I thought not having a boyfriend was my biggest problem, but I’ve moved past that. Now I just feel like I’m too broken to be worthy of love.
I constantly feel like running away. Sometimes I daydream about jumping off my balcony. Not because I want to die. I won’t do it. The idea of escaping everything just feels weirdly comforting.
I can’t afford therapy, and the therapist I was seeing for free keeps ghosting me.
I just want a peaceful life. I want hobbies, a quiet home without screaming, enough money to afford therapy, and to feel safe. But it all feels like a life meant for someone else, not me.
If you’ve grown up in a dysfunctional home and made it out, how did you cope? Does it ever get better?