I have no friends, I can’t burden my family with my problems and when I try talking to my girlfriend for support she tries but it’s often of little help and I don’t want to keep putting my sh** on her. I’m exhausted, I’m lost, I feel hopeless and I don’t know what to do. I swore I would fix myself before my 30th birthday but it is rapidly approaching and I’m worse than I’ve ever been.

On the surface things look great, I have a good job, I make good money I own my home; all things many people dream of. And yet I can barely even drag myself out of bed in the morning and even then all I can think of is when I can go back to sleep.

I’ve just resigned to the fact that I’ll end it sooner or later, I just don’t know when.

Sorry for the rant.