I'm trying. I really am.
Just looking for some kind words is all. Im neurodivergent. Became a pharmacist at 21. Earned 120k at 24. Hated every second of it - was a poly substance addict for the whole time. Depressed out of my mind and ODed twice with the second time.being intentional.
This was early 2025. It's been a year of sobriety for me. I've been to therapy, done all the things that I'm "supposed" to do. I've got really supportive friends. Returned to uni to pursue my passions in tech. Actually successful in getting a job whilst in university, working on portfolios and getting mentorships. Actually liking my job. Chasing my dream as a metalcore vocalist for a band that's quite well received locally. Got diagnosed for ADHD and depression, medicated.
On paper. It seems like I'm winning. I'm putting in the effort and getting results and I'm happier than I've ever been. So why is it that I still want to die. Why does this "success" not feel real. Why am I still disappointed in the results I get. Why do I still beat myself up every time I dont meet an expectation. Why do I not love myself and why can I not feel the love from others. It's like I just spiral whenever something doesn't meet my expectations and I just get sucked into a "Maybe you're just not cut out for what you're trying to achieve" black hole, and get depressed.......
Objectively speaking I've come a long way, but why is it that I can't just be fucking happy. I'm on the high effort route, but Im so tired. Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me.