There's nothing worthwhile left.
I am 22 years old. I have attempted suicide twice. I have been through multiple therapists, pyschologists, and psychiatrists. I have been on dozens of different medications. I dropped out of all treatment when they wanted to continue with shock therapy. My last therapist called my mother to drop me. She said she couldn't handle me. Sometimes, I feel that I lack the mechanism that most people have that allows them to get over things and move on. I stay in my house all day and avoid contact with people whenever possible. I haven't even been able to hold down any job for more than a few months. I feel an impending sense of doom. Everything and everyone I come across I destroy. I hate people for no real reason. I hate myself. I feel that everything has been snowballing for years. I don't even know who I am anymore. I feel I have no self-identifying characteristics. I was raped and molested repeatedly throughout my childhood. I repressed those memories until adolesence. When they surfaced, it became a catalyst for self-destruction. It was so unexpected, I felt as if I had betrayed myself. I turned to drugs, and for years led a hazy memoried life riddled with highs and lows. When I quit drugs I became suicidal. I have done nothing with myself as far as an education or career, and honestly can't even fathom functioning in public. I feel spent. I don't even have the energy to save myself if I knew how. I have bouts of anger that drive away the only people left in my life. I feel it getting worse all the while. I don't believe in God. I don't believe in anything. My question is what do you do when you hit rock bottom. Why live just to cry yourself to sleep and then have nightmares of being raped over and over. Why wake up just to take sleeping pills and go straight back to sleep. Why cry. Does anything help. Are there any answers. I'm out of hope.
By a thread, jennifer.