Loneliness

Hello everyone. I've recently been having some struggles with my sexual identity. I identify as bisexual, and devoutly Christian. But I know it can feel difficult sometimes, and it can feel very, very lonely. I struggle sometimes with shame and self-hatred over my identity, too. If there's anyone here who can give me some comfort (or even friendship) I'd appreciate it.

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#Anxiety
#Depression
#lonely
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Hello everyone. I've recently been having some struggles with my sexual identity. I identify as bisexual, and devoutly Christian. But I know it can feel difficult sometimes, and it can feel very, very lonely. I struggle sometimes with shame and self-hatred over my identity, too. If there's anyone here who can give me some comfort (or even friendship) I'd appreciate it.

#MentalHealth
#Anxiety
#Depression
#lonely
#MightyTogether
#CheckInWithMe

It's been a week since my original post. Today, I just need to speak my truth—maybe putting these words out there will ease the weight, even just a little.

Before all this happened, I never realized how many lonely, hurting souls are walking this world. Now? I feel everything too deeply. Random moments catch me off guard—watching strangers through the window, their lives rushing by as my eyes well up for no reason I can name. Just this hollow ache where my strength used to be.

I tell myself to toughen up. My family worries; I see it in their eyes. So I paste on smiles, swallow the tears, and perform "I'm okay" like it's my job. But the truth is, I'm not. And pretending is exhausting.

Sorry if this comes across as self-indulgent. Some wounds need air to heal. Thank you for your attention.

i've been alone most of my life. i'm very introverted but it's too much. i've been alone for several years now after being harassed at a job and having to leave. i've lost all my close family members now and i've cared for and sacrificed a lot for some very old cats for years like a crazy person. my only friend has ocd and she's too sick to be a friend really. i only have my aunt and stepdad, both in their 70s so when i'm asked how i'm doing the only answer i can give is that everything is good. i have tried to be normal and socialize for so long and i just don't feel like i belong anywhere. i don't have anymore therapy or groups to look forward to. it's been a strange road for almost a decade and i don't see anything getting better. feeling hopeless and just making myself feel better by complaining i guess. i hope everyone is having a better weekend at least :) #Depression #Loneliness #SocialAnxiety

Hi, my name is Katherine. I’m here because I’ve been feeling really hopeless lately. I don’t have many people to talk to, and I keep finding myself overwhelmed with sadness.

I’m 30 weeks pregnant with my second child, and it hasn’t been easy. I’m constantly worrying, anxious, and sometimes just cry without knowing how to stop it. Seeing my 8-year-old son so excited to meet his baby brother gives me moments of peace, and in those moments, I truly believe everything will be okay. But most of the time, I just feel deeply lonely and anxious.

I’ve been married for 9 years, but when it comes to how I’m really doing, mentally, emotionally, and physically, I often feel like my husband doesn’t notice or care. It leaves me feeling unseen, and that just adds to the loneliness and sadness.

I’m a Christian, and I’ve been praying, asking God to guide me and give me strength. I’m sharing this here in hopes that someone might offer a word of encouragement, maybe you’ve been where I am and can share some advice or simply remind me that I’m not alone. Thank you in advance.
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I am 42 years old and have suffered with my mental health since I was in my late teens, and have been on and off medication ever since. I live in the UK, so mental health services are patchy at best.

It got extremely bad during COVID, and I was put on antipsychotics.

The past two years, everything has gotten so much worse, where before it was mostly anxiety and when I had mood changes, they were short-lived, and I could hide it from people, now it's not like that.

When my mood changes now, it's so much more intense, for about a day I feel great and almost excited, then I literally stop sleeping sometimes for days, I just sit there all night with my thoughts racing, some nights I can’t even sit as I feel so edgy. People at work will complain about my behaviour because, despite feeling like I'm full of energy, I can’t focus, and I become snappy and angry. In the past year, I have lost friendships I have had for decades because of my thoughts and behaviours, which at the time feel like I'm the victim. By the time I realise what an idiot I'm being, it's too late, I can’t change the past, and I end up getting so depressed and hating myself.

Last year, when I had a turn, I was convinced my best friend's husband was being abusive to her. I had no proof, but in my head it was so real and I felt I had to tell everyone to help her. We had been friends for over 20 years, and I destroyed it in a couple of days.

I have tried to talk to my Doctor, who refers me to my local mental health service, who each time up my doses and discharge me. In fact, at the last appointment, they told me they couldn’t increase them anymore as I was at the maximum.

The last time I had a bad turn I felt I had to do something quick before I lose my job so I used my savings and saw a private psychiatrist and I took all the medical history my family doctor could provide, He didn’t say much about what he thought was wrong when I was there but in the report he sent to my doctor and myself it stated “history indicates a diagnosis of Bipolar Disorder given his episodes of hypomania poor response to antidepressants and family history” he advised my doctor to slowly reduce and discontinue my antidepressants and transition onto a more appropriate antipsychotic. He also advised monthly check-ups, but all of this was just ignored.

Again, I was sent back to my local mental health services, who just reduced some of the dosages of my current medication and said they don’t think it's Bipolar but gave no indication of what it could be.

I told them I felt I would be better off dead, but they truly didn’t seem that bothered and told me to come back in two months if I was still having issues.

I feel like I have reached the end. I have daily anxiety that makes it hard just to leave the house for work. I live in fear every time I feel slightly happy or sad that I'm about to lose my job and my last few friends.

I don’t see any future for myself, my emotions are mixed, is it Bipolar and I'm going to be like this for life most probably on medication that's making it worse or are my local mental health service right and its not and I just carry on living a lonely miserable existence on a path of self destruction.