As focused in my previous post I am having doubts about faith. And I am also going through a self pity phrase focussing on how I feel that my whole life comprises doing things for other people to the extent that I feel that I don't even know who I am anymore; I have just bern subsumed into an extra limb for someone else.
With these things together I have been contemplating suicide: what method I would use and what my note would say. Of course I never would because it would be unfair on the family; which of course reinforces the feeling that I am only living for other people.
Hopefully just january blues, though it has been like this on and off in varying degrees for years.
Is this clinical depression, or do I just need a good kicking?
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