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My lifelong depression is in a nosedive.
My business is failing. I am in bed all day. For four years, I have not had sex. Another day alone and I'll scream. The woman I love, who temporarily lives in my home (because I help everyone), has rejected me, "loves me as a friend". She is the one, and at age 56 I know enough to know that this is true. I will never have another relationship. I cannot bear that thought: life alone is torture. Nothing I do works. My home is for sale, but no offers. My business is failing, but so is my entire field (photography): everyone thinks they're a photographer, just because they have a camera. My friends are little help: I should stop complaining, I am too needy, etc. I have two grown children. If I did not, I would not be here anymore, I know that for sure. But because of them, even taking my life is not an option. I wish it were. My days are just one thing: pain. |
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