What is venting for when nobody wants to listen

[silent wraith]

I am still fighting , but I have no one to turn to anymore , not even likeminded people - my friends are mentally ill too , one could say "Hey they vent to me , so surely I can trust them that I can pour my heart out to them too right ?" Bulls*it , they can vent to me 24/7 WITHOUT asking me first if I am okay to listen but I can't vent in return.
I have nobody to turn to , what does one do when they can't even turn to friends with same problems.
Am I just their emotion dumpster am I ?
So done with this , well at least I have a topic to talk about with the svhool psychologist - not like it has solved anything so far.
Wish me luck

 

[calebzz1]

I'm sorry to hear that you are going through this.

My friend group is amazing but does not understand how debilitating my visual impairment can be.

I still remember I sent a clip of my eyes moving to my best friend and it took him around two weeks to respond, a lot of people honestly can't handle my situation due to how raw it can be physically.

If they don't allow you to vent then I wouldn't consider them friends.

A lot of people want you to care 100% about their situation but when it comes to your personal struggles they take zero initiative and do not really care.

I would consult with a professional and stick to yourself, people change up often and are not reliable in my experience.

 

[byec560]

I am still fighting , but I have no one to turn to anymore , not even likeminded people - my friends are mentally ill too , one could say "Hey they vent to me , so surely I can trust them that I can pour my heart out to them too right ?" Bulls*it , they can vent to me 24/7 WITHOUT asking me first if I am okay to listen but I can't vent in return.
I have nobody to turn to , what does one do when they can't even turn to friends with same problems.
Am I just their emotion dumpster am I ?
So done with this , well at least I have a topic to talk about with the svhool psychologist - not like it has solved anything so far.
Wish me luck

I remember the last time I confessed to one of my friends that I tried to ctb he said something along the lines of "Oh, jeez" and then went back to talking about himself. Wanted to reach out to another one of my friends recently and he told me he was with a friend at the moment and that we could talk later. He still hasn't messaged me back. The last person I regularly confided in would out all my personal details at social gatherings, including making fun of me for planning my suicide for a specific date. She also laughed at the idea of her legitimately suicidal ex killing himself. People legit don't give a fuck about anybody else in the vast majority of cases.

 

[silent wraith]

I remember the last time I confessed to one of my friends that I tried to ctb he said something along the lines of "Oh, jeez" and then went back to talking about himself. Wanted to reach out to another one of my friends recently and he told me he was with a friend at the moment and that we could talk later. He still hasn't messaged me back. The last person I regularly confided in would out all my personal details at social gatherings, including making fun of me for planning my suicide for a specific date. She also laughed at the idea of her legitimately suicidal ex killing himself. People legit don't give a fuck about anybody else in the vast majority of cases.

Now that is nasty behavior...sure most people would not know what to say let's be real but being rude and making fun of such things is unacceptable

 

[lifeisdeath]

I'm sorry to hear that you are going through this.

My friend group is amazing but does not understand how debilitating my visual impairment can be.

I still remember I sent a clip of my eyes moving to my best friend and it took him around two weeks to respond, a lot of people honestly can't handle my situation due to how raw it can be physically.

If they don't allow you to vent then I wouldn't consider them friends.

A lot of people want you to care 100% about their situation but when it comes to your personal struggles they take zero initiative and do not really care.

I would consult with a professional and stick to yourself, people change up often and are not reliable in my experience.

Felt this. Sounds advice.

Felt this. Sound advice.

I have been isolated for years now, it started with a mental health incident that put me in jail during covid. I was supposed to go to a mental health facility. However I got lost in the Covid BS and also contracted Covid inside the jail and received no treatment for anything. My meds were taken etc.. I was treated terribly. I was a a 34 year old disabled mom, whom had never even been in trouble with the law. Separated at the time and dedicating myself to my sons.
I have debilitating health issues. I was basically tortured and kept in a freezing room with no clothes or bed and lights on 24/7- no human interaction but guards throwing food in my slot or dragging me out for a nasty shower -while also being deathly ill. For months. on. end..Couldn't eat or swallow. Was puking blood up when I drank even a small amount of water. I never thought life could get worse and then that shit happened. A nightmare i dont know how I survived and sometimes think I must not have. My body was in a constant state of survival. Adrenaline dumping 24/7 while freezimg and unable to move in a bright concrete box.
There is way more to the story but I can't even go there.
I survived but didnt. You know?
I take meds, I do therapy, I care for my home and husband and sons. My animals. But I am a walking husk. I just turned 39. Ive attempted many times and been "saved" or inept.
Everyday is now a colorless, lifeless, zombie state. Im on uppers and downers and sedatives and cannabis. All to artificially keep my body somewhat going. But my mind, my spirit.... they come back to me sometimes.. but mostly I remember the feeling of being alive and feeling hope or love- but its a painful memory, I cant hardly feel anything. Now.. ive spent 4 plus years "recovering"- I cant interact with people, my older son is abusive and moved out. My husband is gone for work all the time and has never been emotionally invested and we don't even share a room
I hang on for my 13 year old son, until I feel ive prepared him enough. Then idk. Idk anymore. Its so much loss. I used to be a person, now im a ghost.. a shell. So I understand on a level so painful-the feeling of utter hopelessness, emptiness, and lack of control etc. I also cannot be a part of our current society and reality etc. Its fucking bonkers.
Im here if anyone needs to talk.
I get it. So hard.
Fuck.
It is the most painful thing to endure a body that still lives and a brain broken that wants nothing but to die or lament.
This world can be quite cruel, and most people take from you until they have used you up, then discard you.

 

[calebzz1]

Felt this. Sounds advice.

I have been isolated for years now, it started with a mental health incident that put me in jail during covid. I was supposed to go to a mental health facility. However I got lost in the Covid BS and also contracted Covid inside the jail and received no treatment for anything. My meds were taken etc.. I was treated terribly. I was a a 34 year old disabled mom, whom had never even been in trouble with the law. Separated at the time and dedicating myself to my sons.
I have debilitating health issues. I was basically tortured and kept in a freezing room with no clothes or bed and lights on 24/7- no human interaction but guards throwing food in my slot or dragging me out for a nasty shower -while also being deathly ill. For months. on. end..Couldn't eat or swallow. Was puking blood up when I drank even a small amount of water. I never thought life could get worse and then that shit happened. A nightmare i dont know how I survived and sometimes think I must not have. My body was in a constant state of survival. Adrenaline dumping 24/7 while freezimg and unable to move in a bright concrete box.
There is way more to the story but I can't even go there.
I survived but didnt. You know?
I take meds, I do therapy, I care for my home and husband and sons. My animals. But I am a walking husk. I just turned 39. Ive attempted many times and been "saved" or inept.
Everyday is now a colorless, lifeless, zombie state. Im on uppers and downers and sedatives and cannabis. All to artificially keep my body somewhat going. But my mind, my spirit.... they come back to me sometimes.. but mostly I remember the feeling of being alive and feeling hope or love- but its a painful memory, I cant hardly feel anything. Now.. ive spent 4 plus years "recovering"- I cant interact with people, my older son is abusive and moved out. My husband is gone for work all the time and has never been emotionally invested and we don't even share a room
I hang on for my 13 year old son, until I feel ive prepared him enough. Then idk. Idk anymore. Its so much loss. I used to be a person, now im a ghost.. a shell. So I understand on a level so painful-the feeling of utter hopelessness, emptiness, and lack of control etc. I also cannot be a part of our current society and reality etc. Its fucking bonkers.
Im here if anyone needs to talk.
I get it. So hard.
Fuck.
It is the most painful thing to endure a body that still lives and a brain broken that wants nothing but to die or lament.
This world can be quite cruel, and most people take from you until they have used you up, then discard you.

Thank you for the compliment.

First off, I'm sorry to hear of what you had to go through.

That sounds absolutely miserable.

I wish that you received better treatment and I personally couldn't imagine having to go through all that.

Yeah, having sight that is super unstable really makes everything a lot harder than it has to as we live in a visual world.

I also feel like a ghost, given a curse that no one can fully figure out or improve.

I'm also not good with people and often have a short fuse.

It's a horrible feeling and I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

"This world can be quite cruel, and most people take from you until they have used you up, then discard you."

Absolute facts, they want so much but provide nothing all the time.

I wake up, can hardly see and have to struggle daily.

For myself, it gets old having to be so careful and watch every movement while everyone else can function on a higher level.