I'm just tired of living
Hello everyone,
I'm a 39M and I'm 650lbs. Yeah, you read that right. I'm sitting here laying in bed feeling the effects of my sleep medicine that helps me fight insomnia. I just am reaching out to the world. I have been bed bound for over a year and pretty much immobile. My hygiene is non-existent compared to what it once was. I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm just painting a picture.
I just wish I didn't feel the way I do inside. I feel like there is this dark passenger in my heart. It appeared in my early 20s and made its home there. I only see life through that lens. I know what is my fault and what choices made along the way of this life have led to this moment in time. I look at pictures of my youth. Looking into my youthful eyes I can see the light that once was. Now just a dead man in this prison of flesh waiting for his sentence.
This feeling I have when I reference this dark passenger comes from inside my chest. I don't know if it's my heart. I don't know if it's my soul. Nevertheless it stays with me daily. It's with me when I wake and with me as I lay. It's the reason I cling to my vices. For some moment of relief. Yet it's also the vices that add more strength and power to this dark passenger.
I wish very much so to get rid of or remove this darkness, but I have been unsuccessful in these 20 years. I just would like to not go out like a candle whose wick is quenched by the melting wax.
Sorry for the post being a little weird. Also, sorry for the grammar I never graduated or went to highschool. I just wrote from the heart. I just wish I wasn't depressed anymore. I've tried counseling, medication, and other therapies. I just am tired of waking up everyday and wish that when I woke up things would be drastically better. If you're still reading at this point thanks for sticking around.