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blue94
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- Mar 25, 2023
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TW: besides obvious suicidal idelation, mentions of childhood SA. also wasn't sure if I should tag this as story or venting so sorry if its wrong.
I was like 7 or 8 I think when she sat me down and told me. I don't even remember having very alarming thoughts. I just had chronically low self esteem and was never a very happy child but I didn't understand the concept of suicide. I don't know what she saw in me that made her say that. After I was told I was a messed up child and that I'd never be happy, I remember the following summer I had the idea of drowing myself in the pool and attempted to do so at a hotel before my uncle noticed.
I didn't really become suicidal til 12 when my mother got a new boyfriend who was a pedophile. Blah blah he abused me and I got PTSD. And then I was further traumatized by my mother defending him and his words over me when I was 14 when I tried to testify against him to the CPS. Something broke inside me that day I think. My mother choosing a pedophile boyfriend over her own daughter.
I remembered recently my psychiatrist when I was 8 diagnosed me with Reactive Attachment Disorder but it was removed after she quit being my psych. Now I wonder if my mom really was unable to give me love growing up and maybe thats why I'm so suicidal. I think of suicide everyday. My father beat me, but my mom had to work all the time so she could never protect me from my father or her abusive boyfriends. Maybe that is why theres something wrong with me. I never got love as a child or felt protection.
I don't know why I want to CTB so badly. My life isn't perfect right now but its a lot better than other people who had CSA. I'm graduating soon, but I feel like my degree will be useless (in the life sciences) because I have no internship or research experience. I have no drug addictions and I'm fairly healthy physically. I won't be graduating with a lot of debt. I have some pretty good friends and even a boyfriend.
But I feel so unhappy. I always find something new that makes me want to kill myself. Whether it be my grades or my lack of internships, I feel worthless. I have been wanting to CTB so badly I feel bad venting to my boyfriend so I'm just rambling here I think because its not fair to him or my friends to burden them.
I feel like my day will be going fine, and I either feel like a dumbass comparing myself to other smart students, remember something traumatic and feel disgusting about myself, or feel utterly hopeless at future job prospects. I can't ever be happy. I can't sleep without dreaming of what would happen once I decide to CTB.
Sometimes I feel like she cursed me, or perhaps she knew I would never be a happy child. I wonder even if I wasn't abused, if I would still be depressed.
I am so tired of living. I want to CTB but I'm scared of failing. I'm also scared of making my loved ones suicidal too. I have a complicated relationship with my mom but I know she would die too if I chose to. And my BF would fall into deep depression because his bff also killed himself whwn he was younger. I feel like I'm living for the sake of others. I don't know what happiness feels like. I almost want to get back on anti psychotics so I can numb my feelings again. Its painful to have emotions.
I was like 7 or 8 I think when she sat me down and told me. I don't even remember having very alarming thoughts. I just had chronically low self esteem and was never a very happy child but I didn't understand the concept of suicide. I don't know what she saw in me that made her say that. After I was told I was a messed up child and that I'd never be happy, I remember the following summer I had the idea of drowing myself in the pool and attempted to do so at a hotel before my uncle noticed.
I didn't really become suicidal til 12 when my mother got a new boyfriend who was a pedophile. Blah blah he abused me and I got PTSD. And then I was further traumatized by my mother defending him and his words over me when I was 14 when I tried to testify against him to the CPS. Something broke inside me that day I think. My mother choosing a pedophile boyfriend over her own daughter.
I remembered recently my psychiatrist when I was 8 diagnosed me with Reactive Attachment Disorder but it was removed after she quit being my psych. Now I wonder if my mom really was unable to give me love growing up and maybe thats why I'm so suicidal. I think of suicide everyday. My father beat me, but my mom had to work all the time so she could never protect me from my father or her abusive boyfriends. Maybe that is why theres something wrong with me. I never got love as a child or felt protection.
I don't know why I want to CTB so badly. My life isn't perfect right now but its a lot better than other people who had CSA. I'm graduating soon, but I feel like my degree will be useless (in the life sciences) because I have no internship or research experience. I have no drug addictions and I'm fairly healthy physically. I won't be graduating with a lot of debt. I have some pretty good friends and even a boyfriend.
But I feel so unhappy. I always find something new that makes me want to kill myself. Whether it be my grades or my lack of internships, I feel worthless. I have been wanting to CTB so badly I feel bad venting to my boyfriend so I'm just rambling here I think because its not fair to him or my friends to burden them.
I feel like my day will be going fine, and I either feel like a dumbass comparing myself to other smart students, remember something traumatic and feel disgusting about myself, or feel utterly hopeless at future job prospects. I can't ever be happy. I can't sleep without dreaming of what would happen once I decide to CTB.
Sometimes I feel like she cursed me, or perhaps she knew I would never be a happy child. I wonder even if I wasn't abused, if I would still be depressed.
I am so tired of living. I want to CTB but I'm scared of failing. I'm also scared of making my loved ones suicidal too. I have a complicated relationship with my mom but I know she would die too if I chose to. And my BF would fall into deep depression because his bff also killed himself whwn he was younger. I feel like I'm living for the sake of others. I don't know what happiness feels like. I almost want to get back on anti psychotics so I can numb my feelings again. Its painful to have emotions.