There is no end to depression is there?
I'm 28, I've hated myself since I was four. There was no clear reason for it, I was just disappointed with the mind and body I am born with. I look at myself every day and it just disgusts me, not just visually but on every conceivable level all I feel is a deep disappointment, I suspect this is what my parents feel as well.
And every year it got worse. When I was a kid I at least got distracted from these feelings occasionally. By now it's a constant.
I've been in therapy, been considered treatment resistant too. They give me pills that either don't do anything, or make me too dull to think at all, I've taken them for years, stopped and only found a slight change coming in the lack of physical symptoms.
I've tripped on shrooms, LSD and MDMA, none of them gave me any helpful insights or came close to solving this depression, the latter only reminding me that people around me need drugs to tolerate me.
By now I'm reasonable enough to know suicide is the wrong way out: I shouldn't risk harming others just because I'm hurting but beyond that I am at a loss.
It seems I'm stuck here, dealing with worsening depression which is making my world smaller and duller by the day.