When I’m feeling like this, I head down to the local park with a bottle of white cider. Take 2 bottles and you’ll have no end of new friends prepared to listen to you. And they’ll also freely dispense their own wisdom in return.
Then you can all shout at buses. Never underestimate the therapeutic effects of shouting at buses.
On a serious note, if you need to talk, drop me an email. I’m sure anyone on this thread would make the same offer. Theres some great people on here.
I’ve been borderline suicidaly depressed a few years back. I despised myself, and felt a total failure. I got through it with the help of some great people (you know who you are), and now, a few years down the line, I have honestly never been happier. I could never have seen that from the dark place I was in back there, though.
Life is ****ing brilliant. Its just that sometimes you need to take a step back to appreciate it. And that not always easy