RedHarlequin
Mage
- Jul 8, 2018
- 530
This question is inspired by my inability to differentiate between ok/toxic people during my depressive phases fueled by my low self esteem.
For me:
My psychiatrist 2 days after suicide attempt she didn't know about (gave my stuff away, wrote notes and went to hang myself in the Forrest w/o anyone knowing): " Surely it can't be that bad, you still have appetite and are taking care of your looks. Besides, if it was that bad you couldn't have finished med school." Then she followed by thisnultimate gem- depression is not nearly as bad as pain, hunger or war, so I shouldn't even think about suicide. I had mad respect for that women before, so hearing this come from her mouth was so much suicide fuel.
My mom gave me to away to my grandma as I was 1 y/o. My grandma never left the house, so I never saw other children. Besides that my mom knew that my grandma was a shit option, she used to tell me "the way I brought you up was nothing compared to how I was brought up.. your grandma (insert a horror story here)..
Anyways as I first started bringing this up around the age of 16, my mother would just tell me how brave and independent I was..like dude I was one.. as I later in started realising this is probably the thing that messed me up the most (during my education it was talked a lot about attachment in 1st years of kids life).. I'd love for her to realize that I'm not just some fucked up black sheep, some biological depression, admit her mistakes, it would help me move on.. I guess it's gonna take time to unfuck this fuckery and I might never get the heartfelt apology I am craving so much.m
For me:
My psychiatrist 2 days after suicide attempt she didn't know about (gave my stuff away, wrote notes and went to hang myself in the Forrest w/o anyone knowing): " Surely it can't be that bad, you still have appetite and are taking care of your looks. Besides, if it was that bad you couldn't have finished med school." Then she followed by thisnultimate gem- depression is not nearly as bad as pain, hunger or war, so I shouldn't even think about suicide. I had mad respect for that women before, so hearing this come from her mouth was so much suicide fuel.
My mom gave me to away to my grandma as I was 1 y/o. My grandma never left the house, so I never saw other children. Besides that my mom knew that my grandma was a shit option, she used to tell me "the way I brought you up was nothing compared to how I was brought up.. your grandma (insert a horror story here)..
Anyways as I first started bringing this up around the age of 16, my mother would just tell me how brave and independent I was..like dude I was one.. as I later in started realising this is probably the thing that messed me up the most (during my education it was talked a lot about attachment in 1st years of kids life).. I'd love for her to realize that I'm not just some fucked up black sheep, some biological depression, admit her mistakes, it would help me move on.. I guess it's gonna take time to unfuck this fuckery and I might never get the heartfelt apology I am craving so much.m