Diagnosed at 35
warmheartedTalker2597
June 17th
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I'm angry. After so long. This thing has basically ruined my life and I was blaming myself for it. I been feeling like my life is wasted even before the diagnosis. I've had opportunities and resources, but it's amounted to disappointingly little. I've let everyone down, most of all myself. I'm angry this thing exists and that I'm 30 year deep in this hole (aka depression...yeah?...Get it?)
Hope has always been thin for me. But until I'm freed from guilt of checking out, I've no choice but to continue working/stumbling through it. Life. Sigh.
Rant over. Ty. Sorry. Be well. Etc.