
melonhead88
Member
- Sep 21, 2019
- 19
Will it ever end? this will be a long one oh gosh.
every year i just get more depressed and lonelier. i have always hated myself but i've never experienced self loathing like this before. i cant find the want or need to do anything for myself anymore because i feel as though i don't deserve it.
i have no friends. i have no real family. my work closed down last week. i have no purpose. my whole life has been a series of self sabotage and now i'm an adult trapped in this cycle of actual hell.
i look back on my past and i used to have many friends and as a teenager i would go out all the time and i had hobbies and i was excited for life. i don't really know if it was the abuse from my mum growing up or my parents divorce or hearing my mum stab my dad or being constantly told i wasn't enough or that i was fat or i was this or that. i actually enjoyed school because it was my escape and i did well in school. i cared about things.
but school ended and i had to have a real adult life.
i don't remember having any motivation for anything then. it would come in bursts.
i've self harmed since i was 12, i'm 22 this year and i still cannot stop. i have destroyed my body from the scars and an eating disorder, which i feel like such a fraud because i'm a healthy weight now and my relationship with food is a lot better but i wish i could fall back into my unhealthy habits. maybe then i would feel a purpose. i've been in and out of therapy since i was 13 and tried multiple medications. i've been in inpatient multiple times for suicide attempts previously. each time coming out with the hope it'll be better this time.
last year in october my relationship was failing and we both said it wasn't working, we didn't love each other anymore. we should have broke up. we didn't. i cheated on him. we somehow rekindled our love and we are still together. it's pretty good for the most part. seeing how i've broken this man's confidence and trust and how different he has become because of my selfish impulsive actions pains me so much and i know no matter how hard he heals it will always play on his mind.
i've never hated myself more than i do now. i have failed my past self.
to 12 year old me
i know you're scared and i'm sorry it never got better. i know you are terrified of being at home but that's actually the good part. the abuse in your life right now is probably the happiest you'll ever feel because at least right now you have hope. i'm sorry my actions took that away from you year after year. i failed us.
sorry it's a long one. i gotta get something off my chest. i feel the end comig because i've always been so scared but now i'm not anymore. this was always going to be my path.
i'm hoping to ctb this month or the next.
it's what i deserve
every year i just get more depressed and lonelier. i have always hated myself but i've never experienced self loathing like this before. i cant find the want or need to do anything for myself anymore because i feel as though i don't deserve it.
i have no friends. i have no real family. my work closed down last week. i have no purpose. my whole life has been a series of self sabotage and now i'm an adult trapped in this cycle of actual hell.
i look back on my past and i used to have many friends and as a teenager i would go out all the time and i had hobbies and i was excited for life. i don't really know if it was the abuse from my mum growing up or my parents divorce or hearing my mum stab my dad or being constantly told i wasn't enough or that i was fat or i was this or that. i actually enjoyed school because it was my escape and i did well in school. i cared about things.
but school ended and i had to have a real adult life.
i don't remember having any motivation for anything then. it would come in bursts.
i've self harmed since i was 12, i'm 22 this year and i still cannot stop. i have destroyed my body from the scars and an eating disorder, which i feel like such a fraud because i'm a healthy weight now and my relationship with food is a lot better but i wish i could fall back into my unhealthy habits. maybe then i would feel a purpose. i've been in and out of therapy since i was 13 and tried multiple medications. i've been in inpatient multiple times for suicide attempts previously. each time coming out with the hope it'll be better this time.
last year in october my relationship was failing and we both said it wasn't working, we didn't love each other anymore. we should have broke up. we didn't. i cheated on him. we somehow rekindled our love and we are still together. it's pretty good for the most part. seeing how i've broken this man's confidence and trust and how different he has become because of my selfish impulsive actions pains me so much and i know no matter how hard he heals it will always play on his mind.
i've never hated myself more than i do now. i have failed my past self.
to 12 year old me
i know you're scared and i'm sorry it never got better. i know you are terrified of being at home but that's actually the good part. the abuse in your life right now is probably the happiest you'll ever feel because at least right now you have hope. i'm sorry my actions took that away from you year after year. i failed us.
sorry it's a long one. i gotta get something off my chest. i feel the end comig because i've always been so scared but now i'm not anymore. this was always going to be my path.
i'm hoping to ctb this month or the next.
it's what i deserve