
SofterSoftest
Student
- Dec 30, 2021
- 186
I hate how much I miss my mom. She has been gone for almost three years now and, even though I'm a grown ass woman in her 30s, I still can't get over the fact that I will never see her again. It's like I've lost every single tie I ever had to happy moments in my childhood. These were rare, but beautiful moments of feeling truly loved and valued. Our relationship wasn't easy. My mom didn't understand a really big part of me/my identity until later in her life, but she tried so hard and really pushed herself beyond her comfort to learn. Eventually, we got to the point that she embraced all of me - even those parts that she didn't initially understand - but that happened so close to her death that our relationship was only completely uncomplicated for a tiny fragment of our time together. There was still so much I wanted to experience with her. She did tell me at the end of her life that having me as her daughter was the best thing that ever happened to her, yet it took us 30+ years to get to that point.
I have a SO who loves me and cares for me beyond what I deserve. He has been so patient with my grief and has always done everything in his power to make sure I feel less paralyzed by this loss. Yet, it seems it's never enough. I feel so alone, and I'm ashamed to admit that seeing him happily talk to his parents on a regular basis stirs up intense feelings of envy. I feel awful for planning my CTB knowing that he will be devastated, but there's so little in life that remains appealing to me and I just know he'd be happier with someone who could more fully enjoy life with him.
Anyway, not really sure this post has a point. Just in a great deal of pain and no easy/straightforward CTB methods to help me end this hurt once and for all. I keep staring at my bottle of amitriptyline, but I have no benzos. I then look at my stash of SN and feel horrified about puking violently in my last few moments before death. Life is unbearably painful and death is just so unnecessarily complicated. I feel like a ghost who is neither here nor there.
I have a SO who loves me and cares for me beyond what I deserve. He has been so patient with my grief and has always done everything in his power to make sure I feel less paralyzed by this loss. Yet, it seems it's never enough. I feel so alone, and I'm ashamed to admit that seeing him happily talk to his parents on a regular basis stirs up intense feelings of envy. I feel awful for planning my CTB knowing that he will be devastated, but there's so little in life that remains appealing to me and I just know he'd be happier with someone who could more fully enjoy life with him.
Anyway, not really sure this post has a point. Just in a great deal of pain and no easy/straightforward CTB methods to help me end this hurt once and for all. I keep staring at my bottle of amitriptyline, but I have no benzos. I then look at my stash of SN and feel horrified about puking violently in my last few moments before death. Life is unbearably painful and death is just so unnecessarily complicated. I feel like a ghost who is neither here nor there.