Midnight
Beyond solace
- Jun 30, 2018
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Start of middle school .. 12-13y onwards.
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never found it easy to make friends. My dad used to make me feel rubbish useless that I didn't have loads of friends. Ended up getting in with the wrong crowd. That was 15 years ago. Been a cannabis addict since. Gave up for 4 months in 2015 but got bored with nothing happening in life and started again. Wish I'd never gone back. About a year later I met someone I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. If I'd stayed off the drugs I would have still met her and probably be with her now and would never of even heard of sanctioned suicide. Even when I came clean and told her I still smoked canabbis she told me she was there for me. I wanted to quit and live my life with her and that's what I promised. Not sure why I broke that promise. I guess I had learned the value of trust? She lost trust in me. she was the best and most positive thing that happened to me in 15 years. Feels like she was an angel sent to save me if I was willing to put in some work. It's absolutely destroyed me losing her because I'm left with nothing but regret and shame. I lived a bad lifestyle for 15 years and nothing ever effected me until July 16th 2018. The day I lost her. Not sure who I am or where to go. I lost love and a best friend, a friendship group, my happiness and the right to live. I just exist now like I did for 15 years before I met her.
Does it get any easier? Lol they say time heals but I feel just as lost and lonely if not more, as I did half way through July 2018 when she left.Missing the mark on 'the one' (if she was for you) is one of the worst feelings ever. I've been through it enough to feel dull about it, but there are still certain songs and phrases that trigger me because of those memories. Not a fun feel. Sorry.
At a point, you will forget the date you even met her in the first place. They do stop taking up a lot of your headspace. But yeah sometimes in the oddest moments (esp. if you drink or the like) you'll remember them. I had an embarrasing moment last week where I phoned a crush at random years after the fact.Does it get any easier? Lol they say time heals but I feel just as lost and lonely if not more, as I did half way through July 2018 when she left.
That sucks to hear but I feel your pain. Seems to me I am most suicidal when I have lost a partner. Probably has something to do with loss from childhood coupled with shit coping skills when a relationship ends. The irony for me is that whenever I lose a partner I always think she was the only one for me and I will never find another. Thus far, I have found several, one after the other. I think Hollywood and the culture in general pumps into our minds that monogamy is the only way. Maybe she was the only one — maybe you will find another. I always hated it when someone would say there are more fish in the sea and all that cliche stuff. But that said it's true. I am at the point that I just don't even want to go through the whole courtship process — knowing that inevitably it will turn to boredom, heartbreak, etc. this is because my mind is conditioned for failure and pessimism.
Do you have Borderline Personality Disorder because I do. Childhood trauma and fear of abandonment are a big part of it.
Yeah this stinks. I hate that feeling and have been there many times — the constant triggers.She no longer works in the same building as me (got made redundant and she got a new job at different science park) but every day I go into work it's like a constant reminder that I had such an amazing person and I through it away. Every time I see the vending machines I remember her beating it up because it stole her money. Walks around site at lunchtime. Sneaking off to costa when should have been working. Lol I really fucked myself by messing up with her. Possibly ruined my career as I can't get happy at work anymore
I struggle with the traditional psych diagnoses. My diagnosis is that I have bad ptsd, had like 10 concussions, and because of all that suffer from bad depression. To deal with the depression, I would smoke a lot of pot which would lead to psychosis. The doctors would say this is bipolar disorder so they can justify prescribing anti-depressants and mood stabilizers. From my experience all of this is bullshit and I have found no relief from psychiatry. As my father was very abusive to me and he's a medical doctor probably doesn't help me accept western medicine. Also, my cousin who was a psychiatrist killed himself. So I don't know about BPD or Bipolar or fill in the blank. I just got dealt a shit hand at birth and never figured out how to fully recover from it. Thanks for asking. Hbu?
Assuming you're not suicidal because of a philosophical or logical reason (e.g I've done that needed to be done so no need to exist e.t.c) where in your life did something go wrong? Was it bad luck or self-inflicted?
I know for a fact it was a time during my early teenage years when my brothers were finally leaving me behind and making their own friends, then started treating me like shit. It helped foster a great personality of basically being a pussy in my high school and college years.
I don't blame them anymore but I tracked down a lot of quirks and traumas that is easily explained by that time in life.
Or maybe I'm wrong and it's just my entire existence where things went wrong.
The day my husband died.Assuming you're not suicidal because of a philosophical or logical reason (e.g I've done that needed to be done so no need to exist e.t.c) where in your life did something go wrong? Was it bad luck or self-inflicted?
I know for a fact it was a time during my early teenage years when my brothers were finally leaving me behind and making their own friends, then started treating me like shit. It helped foster a great personality of basically being a pussy in my high school and college years.
I don't blame them anymore but I tracked down a lot of quirks and traumas that is easily explained by that time in life.
Or maybe I'm wrong and it's just my entire existence where things went wrong.