I'm at a solid 8 today.
Today is my birthday, my fiancé is wonderful and I should be grateful and acknowledge his efforts. Instead I just want to crawl in a hole and die.
I never really thought I'd be at this point yknow? Scrolling a suicide forum on my birthday to keep myself from completely disassociating while at work. I really wanted today to just be….idk. A break from my racing thoughts and dread. But all it took was one call from my mother to trigger everything. She calls or texts me every damn day and forces herself over all the time, so I'm stuck in this constant loop of triggering without relief. I also feel like shit from unexplained lip ulcers (not herpes, not canker sores). I can't even really kiss my fiancé anymore it's been months.
What I want most for my birthday is for my mom to forget that I exist. I used to pray for her to drop dead but God doesn't work like a genie so I started to pray for my own death instead. I'm so emotionally and psychologically exhausted by her that I can't give any part of myself to my partner, or really anything that could bring joy and she does it on purpose. No matter what I do to keep the peace I end up making myself, my fiancé or my mom unhappy. I miss lockdown pandemic when i went months without seeing her. It was such a reprieve, I'd do anything to bring that back.
And my lip didn't have a single spot during that time (it appears to be activated by emotional stress which is literally all the time now).
I can't go no-contact and she's not going anywhere anytime soon so I guess I'm the one that has to go. I wish I could stop kidding myself and just do it already. I wish someone would have recognized that emotional incest and enmeshment is abuse when I was younger, maybe things would have been different.
I just needed to unload this, thank you.