....but it sure as hell feels like midnight.
(incidentally, if you guys are tired of my updates on this, please feel free to tell me to knock it off.
I really won't be offended, I promise.)
I'm so tired of people trying to console me with the promise that counseling makes everything feel worse for awhile, but it really means that progress is being made. I don't care that my counselor is happy that we've finally found one of my major issues. I don't fucking care.
It turns out that anytime I think about, or try to talk to her about, the idea of self-worth, I go into a deep depression for the better part of a week. For the last three days, it's been a major battle not to start slicing up my arms again. So far, I haven't, but it's a battle I'm very tired of fighting, especially when I know that hurting myself would bring a bit of relief, at least for awhile.
I'm just so sick and tired of struggling to reach the place most people start from. I'm tired of not being able to get "better" for my friends. I'm tired of pretending to be normal at work when all I want to do is crawl under my desk and scream. I'm just...tired.
Thanks for anyone who listened. I'll be ok in the morning--just need to let it out somewhere sometimes.
(incidentally, if you guys are tired of my updates on this, please feel free to tell me to knock it off.
I really won't be offended, I promise.)I'm so tired of people trying to console me with the promise that counseling makes everything feel worse for awhile, but it really means that progress is being made. I don't care that my counselor is happy that we've finally found one of my major issues. I don't fucking care.
It turns out that anytime I think about, or try to talk to her about, the idea of self-worth, I go into a deep depression for the better part of a week. For the last three days, it's been a major battle not to start slicing up my arms again. So far, I haven't, but it's a battle I'm very tired of fighting, especially when I know that hurting myself would bring a bit of relief, at least for awhile.
I'm just so sick and tired of struggling to reach the place most people start from. I'm tired of not being able to get "better" for my friends. I'm tired of pretending to be normal at work when all I want to do is crawl under my desk and scream. I'm just...tired.
Thanks for anyone who listened. I'll be ok in the morning--just need to let it out somewhere sometimes.


I'm lucky I don't like bladed objects. Or pills..or any one of a heap of other things I could hurt myself with. Truly.
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