My hope is that this will be cathartic because I am very lonely right now.
TW: homophobia, religious violence
My family is deeply rooted in evangelical fundamentalism and this, has caused, some trauma that has come to light. I also have incredibly high anxiety, which remained undiagnosed until I was 19. I suspect that I have other conditions as well, possibly ADHD, OCD, bipolar or a milder form of autism. I definitely have depression as well, especially as anxiety and depression are common co-morbitities. However, it took me literally being admitted into a ward to get the first diagnosis as my family just believes prayer will make it go away. I was hoping at some point to meet with a psychologist to figure out the rest of this, but...
I found out last month I'm losing my job, effective next week. Despite job searching every day for positions in my field and entry-level positions at others, it is looking like I am going to be unemployed for the first time in my life and it fucking sucks. Like I can't even imagine that I can't even get a minimum wage job at Walmart or whatever. And all I can think of is how much of a mistake I must be at age 27 to have flunked out of my career already.
So, having been backed into a corner, the only option I have left is to move back in with my parents. Which I am obviously not thrilled about. Furthermore, I have been a closeted gay for a few years now (fundies do this to you) and was hoping I could finally go out and meet people, but that's not happening now. Just as I was getting ready to find a community to come out to, I'm locking myself back in again because I'm convinced shit will hit the fan if I'm out at home because fundies don't play well with gays. Like I believe there is a legitimate chance I could be homeless if I tell anyone now.
Things came to a head this weekend when a family member was admitted to the hospital in critical condition and I felt nothing. I felt awful that I'm just numb at the fact that a family member could be dying when I saw suffering all around me, like what kind of monster must I be. I don't know if it's just my frustration with my family or religion or both but I had the only dry eyes in the room.
I am at the point now where I am just apathetic towards everything. I used to love playing games, cooking food, reading and writing but I have no joy for any of that now. The only thing that brings me joy is the Wendys drive thru, which is obviously problematic. I was a vegetarian for years and this latest spout even has me eating meat again because I don't give a fuck about anything anymore. This has also meant that I've put on a lot of weight in the past month and have probably developed binge eating disorder (which ties in with other mental health possibilities) and gives me another reason to hate my life again.
My ultimate goal in life is to travel more but it seems like I'll never be able to do that without a well-paying job again, which seems just so far away right now. I would also just like to be able to live my authentic self, but that just never seems like it's going to happen until everyone is dead and they can't hate me anymore.
Then I think about the state of the world and just feel even more despair. Climate change is annihilating the world and no one seems to care, and world leaders are leaving it to children to convince them to do anything. I think about racial divides. I live in Canada and we are coming to face with generations of cultural genocide against Indigenous people, of which I am one, and I can't help but think that could've been me or my family that we're finding in mass graves in the ground. I think about the pandemic and how inept most world leaders have been at saving lives in their country because they're afraid to piss off their crazies.
Life is exhausting and it makes me mad while also making me sad because it shouldn't have to be this way.
My family is deeply rooted in evangelical fundamentalism and this, has caused, some trauma that has come to light. I also have incredibly high anxiety, which remained undiagnosed until I was 19. I suspect that I have other conditions as well, possibly ADHD, OCD, bipolar or a milder form of autism. I definitely have depression as well, especially as anxiety and depression are common co-morbitities. However, it took me literally being admitted into a ward to get the first diagnosis as my family just believes prayer will make it go away. I was hoping at some point to meet with a psychologist to figure out the rest of this, but...
I found out last month I'm losing my job, effective next week. Despite job searching every day for positions in my field and entry-level positions at others, it is looking like I am going to be unemployed for the first time in my life and it fucking sucks. Like I can't even imagine that I can't even get a minimum wage job at Walmart or whatever. And all I can think of is how much of a mistake I must be at age 27 to have flunked out of my career already.
So, having been backed into a corner, the only option I have left is to move back in with my parents. Which I am obviously not thrilled about. Furthermore, I have been a closeted gay for a few years now (fundies do this to you) and was hoping I could finally go out and meet people, but that's not happening now. Just as I was getting ready to find a community to come out to, I'm locking myself back in again because I'm convinced shit will hit the fan if I'm out at home because fundies don't play well with gays. Like I believe there is a legitimate chance I could be homeless if I tell anyone now.
Things came to a head this weekend when a family member was admitted to the hospital in critical condition and I felt nothing. I felt awful that I'm just numb at the fact that a family member could be dying when I saw suffering all around me, like what kind of monster must I be. I don't know if it's just my frustration with my family or religion or both but I had the only dry eyes in the room.
I am at the point now where I am just apathetic towards everything. I used to love playing games, cooking food, reading and writing but I have no joy for any of that now. The only thing that brings me joy is the Wendys drive thru, which is obviously problematic. I was a vegetarian for years and this latest spout even has me eating meat again because I don't give a fuck about anything anymore. This has also meant that I've put on a lot of weight in the past month and have probably developed binge eating disorder (which ties in with other mental health possibilities) and gives me another reason to hate my life again.
My ultimate goal in life is to travel more but it seems like I'll never be able to do that without a well-paying job again, which seems just so far away right now. I would also just like to be able to live my authentic self, but that just never seems like it's going to happen until everyone is dead and they can't hate me anymore.
Then I think about the state of the world and just feel even more despair. Climate change is annihilating the world and no one seems to care, and world leaders are leaving it to children to convince them to do anything. I think about racial divides. I live in Canada and we are coming to face with generations of cultural genocide against Indigenous people, of which I am one, and I can't help but think that could've been me or my family that we're finding in mass graves in the ground. I think about the pandemic and how inept most world leaders have been at saving lives in their country because they're afraid to piss off their crazies.
Life is exhausting and it makes me mad while also making me sad because it shouldn't have to be this way.
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