A failure

I talked to my therapist. She was able to talk me down and made me more hopeful. I’m seeing her again this friday. She has calmed me down. she also wrote a long comforting text message to me today. So, nothing much has happened except I’ve talked with her. But I feel better.

I’m glad you’re feeling better.

Yea! Every bit counts and I'm glad she helped.

Yes, at my much older age I feel as if I failed in living the life that I was ‘destined’ to lead. I don’t really believe in destiny, though. Maybe I should say that I failed to meet the expectations of family and close friends. I was supposed to follow a legacy trail but I veered from that certain path and became an acknowledged failure.

I’m much older than you. You don’t want to feel this way when you’re twice your age. Probably the only advice that I have is that you have the time to work out what is most important to you and to set realistic goals.

It isn’t fun to feel a failure, is it? Yes, I know the feeling.

I’m on a very, very low dose of Venlafaxine — my primary problems are with mania and psychosis — but when I was in MDD it helped me a great deal.

All the best...

Glad she is so helpful and caring! Every little bit is a plus!

I’m very happy for you

It's funny, I have so much positive energy in my life right now, a new job, a home that is finally beginning to feel like home (even though I am soon homesick), a small inheritance from my mother.
But I feel like a failure. I should be further along in my career, earning more...yada yada.
I'm just Eeyore today