How do I do anything with my life, my human condition?
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I have been bullied all my life and walked all over and most people seem to ignore me no matter what I say or do I just got married a year in July and his mom and step dad bought a house for me and him and his step brother to live in we are on the bottom and he is on the top.
My husbands step brother acts like everything is his the back yard the front yard even if we did buy something to add to the yard there would be no room to put it cause his stuff is every where. And my husbands step dad acts like no matter what we do it's wrong.
I don't know what exactly I am asking I need someone to talk to I am very depressed all the time and don't know how to talk to anyone I am afraid to tell someone who has upset me how I feel without blowing up at them I know everyone has a hard life but I feel like I can't handle it and all I want to do is cry like there is no way out for the first time in my life I get to be something to someone and I have to share I don't know how if anyone understands please help.
How can I when I am so filled with doubt obtain a goal for myself when I feel like I am have no responsibility I know I have to but why I am a married 22 year old woman who has voulenteered most of her life barely worked a minimum wage paying job has no friends no education to fall back on. I feel cheated and unresolved and stuck but with no place to go. And I've felt like this for as long as I can remember and only been able to describe it for a short time I feel like I am bitterly disapointed in myself I have no oppurtunitties or skills that matter what's wrong?
I am female 22 years of age. September, 3, 1988. I am married,(July,17,2010) almost a year, have had, and still do, have moderate anxiety, about myself and about everyday things (have been diagnosed with General anxiety disorder and ADD I am or do have a list of comorbidities ) I feel I analyze everything I am very jealous about things that aren't ordinary.
I smoke marijuana everyday, from the time I was twelve till now May,8,2011. 12:20 AM in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada. I don't have friends, rather, I had friends. Have, maybe, had, one best one, but I'm in doubt. I've always felt this way before smoking marijuana. I am not sure whether it is aiding my mental status at present time, but however I am in a new chapter in my life and am willing to quit at all costs.
I have no support. Besides my husband and he also has a list of comorbidities, he has "Klinefelter syndrome", I have a condition myself "cold urticaria".
Like everyone else, I am sure of, I go through everyday struggles and so does my husband he takes care of me financially and unconditionally and I of him at home where it counts for him and for myself. I don't work my anxieties are overwhelming for me, I have worked in a busy kitchen as a dishwasher, as a volunteer doing various jobs, physical laborer. I don't party, I stay at home with my three cats and do nothing, when I am somewhere and with someone ill shake and freeze I am a nervous wreck.
When I leave my house by myself or with my husband, I don't feel appreciated by my family when I am with them I do things for them they won't do for themselves. I know my problems seem easily mastered, but by everyone that's not me. I don't see a way around myself or a way to let myself out I am afraid all the time and for no reason I am nervous and shaky doubtful and lonely but I could have the world if I wanted why can't I make myself do, do something. Why don't I want to?
It's really hard to make decisions and especially be around my husbands step father he bought the house we live in and we live in the basement suite under his step brother. We use to live with my aunt she abused my little cousin and although she had no power over me I had no power over myself do do anything about it. I tried to intervene but I was quickly tossed to the side in conversation.
My family has been through trauma and tragedy and even more so has my husbands family. I've seen ups and downs of life maybe no more than the next person or less. I know this, yet I'm stuck I am inescapable I cry all the time for nothing about things that don't matter to anyone, I don't have opportunities I don't have goals I realize I have to give those things to myself but how when I can't care.
I love my husband but I think I am hurting him by doing nothing he's always there even if he doesn't understand and even if he isn't the nicest person about how he feels, he the only thing I got and I want to make someone proud of me.
Help, be soft with me. Tell me what I need to hear, what's honest and modest to oblige my human condition
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I have tried that would it matter to try again at the same place with a new counselor.