Men’s Mental Health

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I don't feel like I'm going to get back. (sh.itjust.works)

submitted 1 week ago* (last edited 5 days ago) by JokeDeity@sh.itjust.works to c/mensmentalhealth@lemmy.world

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It's been 4 or 5 months since I lost the love of my life that I spent over a decade with and I feel like it happened yesterday. I cannot, for any reason, go more than 5 minutes without thinking about her. I don't see the light. I don't see anything in this world that brings me joy or expect to ever again. Sometimes it feels like every day that passes I get worse instead of better. I'm laying in my new house and I should be happy to have so many people that support me and the fact that I even have a house to begin with, but instead I'm just looking at my pistols. I feel like I want out, and I don't know what's kept me from doing it so far, because all I do is cry and want to sleep and feel like shit. I work, I go home, I stare at YouTube videos my brain isn't even actually processing because I'm just thinking about her. Even at the gym my brain just won't get off of it. Even at work it doesn't stop. I'm just so tired and I don't remember the last time I genuinely smiled from being happy about anything, every new day feels like Mt Everest without a Sherpa. I've had other very difficult breakups, but they don't even show up on the chart next to the pain I'm feeling every day from this one.

I'm just so fucking tired.

Edit: I'm at work and can't respond to everyone right now, but I still wanted to read the comments. I really appreciate you Internet strangers, even if I don't really feel better right now, it's fucking cool that you people are trying to help someone you'll likely never meet. ❤️

Edit 2: I've been moving after every 8 hour shift at work (I work Friday through Tuesday) and I'm so tired and overwhelmed, I will eventually respond to every one of you kind souls!

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[–] workerONE@lemmy.world 1 points 6 days ago (1 children)

Hey, I hope you find some closure. It sounds like you held her in very high regard. I would try to think of her in less positive (or even negative) ways.

There's more to life than what's in front of us. If I were you I would put your pistols in a safe deposit box or something. Good luck, today might be better.

[–] JokeDeity@sh.itjust.works 2 points 4 days ago

I've been trying to use someone else's advice to put myself in 3rd person and mentally saying like "NAME is better than NAME2, NAME would never do the things NAME2 did to someone, NAME is a good person and does what he can to help everyone he can, NAME is attractive and NAME deserves to be happy like others." I'm not sure if it's working, but I'm still trying it here and there when I remember.