Have you tried grieving the fact that you were handed a shitty life?
I get it (minus the CSA). My mom is likely borderline. I was raised, literally to be in a codependent relationship with her. I was taught that I was responsible for her emotional state. My job was to be her best friend, her confident, etc. before I was 10.
Then I unknowingly married an SA. Who has proven he really is unsafe. Unfortunately, I had to learn the hard way that when push comes to shove, my husband will choose his addiction.
My dayjob has completely gone in the crapper over the past few years.
The list, it goes on and on. I recently lost my dad, which means I have to engage with my mom more, including going to her house more often. I'm trying to compress 14 days into 10.
In between two jobs, my school, my kids school and all their stuff, I'm supposed to find time to make a drs. appointment to get a lump checked out to make sure well, it's not cancer.
Yes, life, screw you. Because you, really, are screwing me.
And yes, ALL of it is f*cking unfair. But. I've really grieved all of that and moved to acceptance. Because despite all the crap, it's still one foot infront of the other with moving forward as my only option.
Have you tried CBT? CBT is the only type of therapy that does it for me. One of my therapists (I had four, over the course of a decade) suggested "Mind over Mood." It's a workbook.
What kind of hobbies/interests do you have? What happens if you force yourself to do something other than work or naval gaze? Look, I'm not saying it's easy, because I know it's not.
[This message edited by secondtime at 11:25 PM, February 28th (Sunday)]