Apologies in advance for this dark pessimistic post. The last 18 months have taken me to hell and back and have left me in the darkest moments of my life. My confidence has been completely anihilitated, my normally active brain, scrambled. I feel utterly deviod of hope, paralysed, bullied, abandoned, rejected, fearful, worthless, useless, numb.
The question I ask is a serious one, whose answers will also help me to help others when they hit these pits of utter dispair. Those moments when it feels like the whole universe is conspiring to destroy all you once held dear. Those moments when a part of you starts to rationalise that death could be one possible solution to the suffering.
I plan to get through this alive and unscathed, and would like your help. Can someone remind me why life is worthwhile please? Show me the good. Provide some encouragement, PLEASE. I need forceable reminders that life can be wonderful, that I am loved or even quite frankly wanted by the Universe/ God.