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Nipuedoniquiero
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- Jun 24, 2020
- 10
Not my mother, not my father, even before I got sick of my head, no one has sincerely tried to see things through my point of view and not judge it by saying anything. And comprehend me cause that person really believed in me and wanted my peace of mind and happiness. It's sad when you come to realize it. And I mean someone that is really special for you, not anybody.
It's awful cause you know deep down you don't deserve it and feel such frustration, pain, anger, disgust and loneliness cause you absolutely love your company except for the moments when you feel like shit and you don't get to share that good side of you with someone you really appreciate and love ( company, personality, etc...) It kills you inside, not only that in my situation. Firstly what makes me feel like shit is my state of mind, then this and other things. Anyways...
Definitely life isn't for everybody.
Tomorrow I got an appointment with my psychiatrist and won't tell him any of this.. What for? Talking doesn't make me feel any better, it's just him giving me somehow a certain diagnosis of BPD, maybe another personality disorder , anxiety and depression. No magical cure.
And what makes me angry is that he thinks that by being diagnosed with that, my personality is not mine and I'm like what??? So what I like, what I don't, what makes me happy, what makes sad, my beliefs, everything I know it's really ME and not my diagnosis, for most psychiatrists or psychologists is not?
How sad is that? They even want to resume the "all of you" into mental illness. They try to take away the things that you love about yourself and mix them with the ones that don't define who you are, to make a point cause Hey " I'm the one who studied 9 years or more so I know more of what you do and feel than you"
When actually it's me who's in pain for it.
I should know the difference between mental illness symptoms and my REAL personality.
So freaking mentally tired of my little world and what surrounds it.
Esta vida es un suplicio.
It's awful cause you know deep down you don't deserve it and feel such frustration, pain, anger, disgust and loneliness cause you absolutely love your company except for the moments when you feel like shit and you don't get to share that good side of you with someone you really appreciate and love ( company, personality, etc...) It kills you inside, not only that in my situation. Firstly what makes me feel like shit is my state of mind, then this and other things. Anyways...
Definitely life isn't for everybody.
Tomorrow I got an appointment with my psychiatrist and won't tell him any of this.. What for? Talking doesn't make me feel any better, it's just him giving me somehow a certain diagnosis of BPD, maybe another personality disorder , anxiety and depression. No magical cure.
And what makes me angry is that he thinks that by being diagnosed with that, my personality is not mine and I'm like what??? So what I like, what I don't, what makes me happy, what makes sad, my beliefs, everything I know it's really ME and not my diagnosis, for most psychiatrists or psychologists is not?
How sad is that? They even want to resume the "all of you" into mental illness. They try to take away the things that you love about yourself and mix them with the ones that don't define who you are, to make a point cause Hey " I'm the one who studied 9 years or more so I know more of what you do and feel than you"
When actually it's me who's in pain for it.
I should know the difference between mental illness symptoms and my REAL personality.
So freaking mentally tired of my little world and what surrounds it.
Esta vida es un suplicio.
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