Sorry for the blogpost in advance, gents. I just need to get this off my chest.
So, I became a Catholic Christian "officially" six months ago, but have been following Catholic teaching and practice for at least the last three and a half years. This actually originated from a combination of religious inquiry by me over a period of two years, as well as dabbling in the occult trying to prove or disprove ghosts and getting a full-fledged demon instead. I'd tell the story, but I fear its not edifying, nor the point of this thread. This demon altered my personality into an apathetic, aggressive human being that simply did what he wanted to and what he thought he was obligated to do. The presence of this entity also increased the frequency and destructive quality of my flawed human nature.
After living with this creature for years, I finally managed to get rid of it for a period of about a week and a half thanks to a layman doing some prayers of deliverance over me and daily prayers together. Now though, I've backslid yet again, and regressed even further than where I was before. Some of my sins are so vile to me that I'm afraid to confess them to my priest, and he's the only practical one available due to my work constraining my time. It doesn't help either that my priest, it seems to me, appears to be avoiding me, since I've witnessed him skipping out on an appointment with me even after we made plans and verified he was free a day beforehand.
As time goes on, my fervor has died to basically nothing but a warm coal and, frankly, I've accepted that I'm going to Hell and made peace with that fact. That's not to say I don't want to go to Heaven, but that I know I'm just too far gone to realistically be able to even get to see the sandal of Christ I'll be judged so fast on my deathbed. Heck, at one point I was trying to convince myself to stop being Christian altogether. Herein lies the problem, however.
With all this in mind, I'm conflicted. I want to do great things for the world so at least I'll leave behind something good before my damnation, and at the same time I logically can't deny the correct option at this point is to simply kill myself, since I'm going to Hell anyway and its better to save God and myself some time. I don't have anyone to talk to about this, since my friends are all busy with work or school, my priest avoids me, and my family and I don't get along at all. I want to love God as much as He love me, but I can't, just like I can't do a lot of basic human skills like cooking or car repair. I have no redeeming qualities except perhaps my IQ, but who really cares about that when I'll never be able to get into a position to take advantage of it. I'm an emotional abyss where very few feelings exist, and those that have are weak and don't last long. I've got a demon that won't go away, and to finish it all off, I can't stop thinking about it. It consumes my mind to the point hat I become anxious at work and can't focus on my favorite activities anymore.
I think I might be starting to develop a form of psychological disease at this point and don't even know if it's worth the resource it'll take to keep myself alive when I'll likely never be anything but another run-of-the-mill busywork employee, with no family and no hope or reason to keep going. Where do I go from here? To preemptively respond to some solutions posed to me prior.
Tried, priest won't listen to me.
Tried, they wouldn't let me come without giving them my insurance, which I'm not doing because my insurance doesn't cover mental health (thanks Obama)
Obviously I've done that, but weeks turned into months and nothing happened, and I can't even keep a schedule because prayer is simply not something that crosses my mind unless something reminds me.