I'm in my seventies now and am so much happier. I still take meds to keep me tuned up. My mess, tangled up with thyroiditis, among other junk held me back since I was about 26. My many doctors and personal trials and errors seemed pointless. I had considered the final solution, death. I felt I needed to try to get help with yet a new doctor. I was then 30. He mentioned ECT (electro convulsive therapy). Did six treatments. Saw a little help but I was scared of it to start with so I quit. I waited until I was around 50 and by then I was home in bed, everyone knew felt hopeless. I thought about ECT again. My doctor connected me with a doctor. I felt that if my insurance will pay for 18 treatments, I will do it until I ran out of money. I took 14 treatments. The people I saw go in for treatment would come back from treatments and they looked like an angel touched their faces. Their face was not twisted with agony and grief. I felt hope. As treatments went forward, I felt and looked better and better. I started a trend I felt awesome and looked happier. I stopped at 14 because I felt so wonderful, I felt this was enough for now. I did think I needed to save some just in case. I can say I would do it again, but I don't need to, now 20 years later. Let a doctor explain it all. It is very interesting how this all works. I personally recommend it if you are as sick as I was.

@pheebz Honey, the more you isolate the louder the noise and the greater the pain. You WILL be ok, but you cannot do it on your own; you need help and guidance.
Please reach out to a crisis line to get some help.💞
You have a lot of company on this walk.💞

I feel that way too sometimes. It helps to make a “gratitude list”. My dogs also play a key role. I’d suggest volunteering at a local shelter, where you will find UNCONDITIONAL LOVE from the dogs. Staff will be SO THANKFUL to have your help and you’re focus will change away from your own troubles

I know how u feel. I have been doing the same even with my husband. I have been dealing with depression and suicidal thoughts since I was a child. U just have to keep pushing through it. U and only u can snap yourself back. It sucks i know. I think counseling and writing in a journal does help some. I’ve been trying to find other ways to but work 12 hour days. It’s hard to do any exercising since my knee doesn’t want to work. I’ve tried physical therapy, pain meds, u name it. The pain is horrible along with my raynauds and fibromyalgia. We are here for u.