
scythe16
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- Feb 24, 2023
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So today I went to my aunt's house after a long, longggg time. We stayed for a few hours. And well,I was feeling horrible. Like, really horrible. Not in the correct state of mind since morning. I know its not an excuse but, just to clarify, I deal with..incredibly horrid intrusive thoughts..and just as i was reminising though my uncles closet, the same horrific thought popped in my head every two minutes. "Take the shirt. Steal the shirt. You need it." the literal voices in my head kept telling me. My uncle had a lot of these black shirts with bands and shit that he used to wear when he was on his 20s, and I found one of those. And well, I was SO low that the consequences of my own actions were my least concern.
I didnt have a bag. or anything I could take the shirt in. The only thing I would successfully use to steal a shirt with was my moms large purse. So I folded the shirt, and placed it under her other stuff while she wasnt looking at all.
Obviously, she found out. Minute sbefore we were gonna leave. In front of my uncle. In front of my aunt. In front of my brothers. Never in my life have I felt so fucking disgusted with myself, and the guilt just..hit me like a fucking truck- On the car, I was trying so fucking hard to not cry but I broke DOWN- Heavy heavy shit- I kept apologizing, over and over again, even though the deed was already done. I got into a full panic meltdown mode and I ended up relapsing by cutting myself deep after almost 2 months clean while i was showering. And until now, the guilt is hurting me. From everything. Its weighing me. I feel so bad. I feel so filthy..I didnt mean to steal. I know what I did was horrible and wrong and Im not planning to do it again. But the guilt is killing me..I cant stop crying.. I feel I cant face them anymore..I'm never letting myself act on my thoughts ever again...I dont know what to do.. I feel I should just die...
I didnt have a bag. or anything I could take the shirt in. The only thing I would successfully use to steal a shirt with was my moms large purse. So I folded the shirt, and placed it under her other stuff while she wasnt looking at all.
Obviously, she found out. Minute sbefore we were gonna leave. In front of my uncle. In front of my aunt. In front of my brothers. Never in my life have I felt so fucking disgusted with myself, and the guilt just..hit me like a fucking truck- On the car, I was trying so fucking hard to not cry but I broke DOWN- Heavy heavy shit- I kept apologizing, over and over again, even though the deed was already done. I got into a full panic meltdown mode and I ended up relapsing by cutting myself deep after almost 2 months clean while i was showering. And until now, the guilt is hurting me. From everything. Its weighing me. I feel so bad. I feel so filthy..I didnt mean to steal. I know what I did was horrible and wrong and Im not planning to do it again. But the guilt is killing me..I cant stop crying.. I feel I cant face them anymore..I'm never letting myself act on my thoughts ever again...I dont know what to do.. I feel I should just die...
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