I think it can help to look for the good

There's a lot of good in the little things

I used to keep a gratitude journal and the worse I feel the more I kean on gratitude

I would think of 5 things to be grateful for every day

They're always there

It can be as simple as morning coffee

Or a nice warm bath

I have found that you never feel as badly if you're feeling gateful

Big hug...xo

I know what you mean. I feel the same way. I don't know the answer because it could be different for different people. For me, my life has always been quite a struggle. Like you I have good days but my baseline is struggle, loneliness. But maybe that's just the way life is. I've been thinking a lot about this lately too. lowering expectations in an attempt to just survive and not feel disappointed or like a failure. I mean that's a choice we all have to make. But survival comes at a cost. Life doesn't make a lot of sense to me. None of us ask to be born. That's my two cents though. Hang in there.

I feel the same way

I feel like that most of the time, especially after I lost my 13~year career, husband and home all within 4 months in 2020. Then my best friend, mom died in 2023. I have no siblings and I lost my father when I was a child. As much as I feel this life is very pointless for me at times I find helping others takes away some of my pain. For the last two years I’ve worked for an advocacy group helping people facing homelessness. I also volunteer for the Suicide Prevention Foundation. I’ve tried support groups but often times I feel judged so I fill my down time with reading the Bible and try to limit my daily news intake. I’ve also been sad because the guy I’ve been seeing for 7 months doesn’t want to commit. He says I’m high maintenance. Both of his 90+ year old parents are still living and he has never been married. So I don’t know if he truly understands what losing a spouse and having no family feels like He has 6 sisters and 2 brothers and a son in his 30s and a daughter in law……I ramble.

My short answer: yes. I struggle many days, but I stay busy trying to help others, meditating/praying, planning for brighter tomorrows, walking an hour per day, road trips (I ave 2500 miles per month on my auto) and looking for ways to build upon my network of one through meetup.com, work buddies and possibly a special someone i may run into by random chance at the grocery store.

I know exactly how you feel because I feel that way now. I try doing whatever to make myself feel happy, I listen to music, I am decorating for Christmas (thinking that would make me feel better because of the good comments coming from our guests when they come over. I just do not know heck is wrong with me? it is very annoying. There are times I cry, I try to avoid talking about some things because I am afraid I would get sick from it.

I know, I know, I know.

It is definitely possible to get in long ruts. I have been in several myself where I battled horrible anxiety for months to nearly years on end at two points in my life. My medication did little to help. Sometimes, time is the healer. In both cases, the anxiety one day just dissipated and went away and for no good reason. I don’t understand how that works but I just try to keep myself going and at a minimum eat a little bit each day, drink fluids, and try to sleep.

I try to make the most of the times that make me feel good. Also, setting the bar to what I consider “good” such as going a day with minimal anxiety or being able to get sleep. I hold onto the small things and cherish them.

Don't think life as a chore, if so life will be full of frustrations for you. Do you have any goals that you wish to achieve, or a hobby that you want to accomplish? Give your life a purpose to live for, and live your life as you please, and not because living is a necessity.

I just t reread this post. Thanks Andromeda for reminding us of the principle "intentional living" - living for greater purpose

The only things that have helped me is talking to people and a ketamine clinic

I feel this too. Lack of purpose in this world. We are just another animal but the worst kind. Everything in life takes work and money. Even things that I enjoy also bring stress and worry. This is probably why I feel I don’t progress in therapy because it’s tedious. Death is the end. I feel I just try to live without being a negative impact on this world.