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Done_Surviving
Student
- Sep 17, 2023
- 105
I just got out of a meeting with my boss, and he was so kind and understanding of my conditions, and I showed him the pure excuse of crap I tried to pass as a storyboard, and he said that it was great, that it just needed a few changes and that he could help me and tutor me through zoom. And then he and his assistant encouraged me to keep working and do some background designs, even though I told them that I sucked at it and that they would probably look bad but they told me to just try it even if it's sketchy, and I said okay, and they told me to not talk badly about myself or my skills again because it was okay and I was just starting to learn.
And they were so kind and so comprehensive. And when the Zoom meeting ended I just started crying. I should be happy and motivated to continue working and believe what they say. But I don't I feel so worthless and talentless, and I hate myself and I'm crying, even though everyone around me is supportive and kind. And they tell me to erase the bad thoughts from my head, and that I'm a great person. And I try to push the bad thoughts away, but I can't, I tried with therapy, with antidepressants, with mood stabilizers, with Yoga, with exercise, with meditation, with fucking acupuncture and crystals, and church and religion, and spiritualism I even began to microdose myself with psilocybin, but nothing fucking works! I still hate myself, I still waste my time, I still don't put any real effort into changing. I say that I try to do better, but sometimes I doubt if it's true, am I even putting any effort at all or do I just like to stay stuck here in a limbo of pain and self-pity where I hurt myself and everyone I know? I feel like I'm going insane! I can't stop thinking that I want to die! I can't stop thinking about the glass shards I have saved up to swallow and go out throwing up blood, about my dad's gun that is so not well hidden downstairs, about how easy it would be to jump from the sixth floor of my college's library, about the bottles of anti-freeze and chlorine in the laundry room.
I can't stop spending my days and nights sleeping, instead of working or doing something productive. I can't go back to enjoy the hobbies I used to enjoy and laugh at the things I used to laugh about. I can't even enjoy it when my parents hug me and kiss me, even though most of the time I think that I crave physical contact! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!? I DON'T HAVE REASONS OR EXCUSES TO BE LIKE THIS?! WAS I JUST BORN BROKEN AND THIS IS JUST THE SHATERING POINT?! AM I JUST WORTHLESS AND THE UNIVERSE IS TRYING TO MAKE ME GET RID OF MYSELF?! Everyone around me wants to help, but whatever they do, or say it just doesn't work. Maybe I don't want it to work. But I'm tired of feeling this way, of being this way. I have an ideal self I want to be, I want to strive to be someone successful, but whenever I take any steps to become that person my mind just fucks me up. Whether it is with a crisis, a panic attack, or a flare-up of my chronic illness. I want to make everything a fight for myself, I sabotage myself for failure. I know I shouldn't do that but I can't stop doing it. I just wish I could believe what everyone says about me, and believe that I'm a good person, that is destined for success. Or at least I want everyone to go along with me, and tell me I'm worthless and stupid and *etarded and that they hate me and that I make their lives miserable so that I can at least ctb without guilt.
And they were so kind and so comprehensive. And when the Zoom meeting ended I just started crying. I should be happy and motivated to continue working and believe what they say. But I don't I feel so worthless and talentless, and I hate myself and I'm crying, even though everyone around me is supportive and kind. And they tell me to erase the bad thoughts from my head, and that I'm a great person. And I try to push the bad thoughts away, but I can't, I tried with therapy, with antidepressants, with mood stabilizers, with Yoga, with exercise, with meditation, with fucking acupuncture and crystals, and church and religion, and spiritualism I even began to microdose myself with psilocybin, but nothing fucking works! I still hate myself, I still waste my time, I still don't put any real effort into changing. I say that I try to do better, but sometimes I doubt if it's true, am I even putting any effort at all or do I just like to stay stuck here in a limbo of pain and self-pity where I hurt myself and everyone I know? I feel like I'm going insane! I can't stop thinking that I want to die! I can't stop thinking about the glass shards I have saved up to swallow and go out throwing up blood, about my dad's gun that is so not well hidden downstairs, about how easy it would be to jump from the sixth floor of my college's library, about the bottles of anti-freeze and chlorine in the laundry room.
I can't stop spending my days and nights sleeping, instead of working or doing something productive. I can't go back to enjoy the hobbies I used to enjoy and laugh at the things I used to laugh about. I can't even enjoy it when my parents hug me and kiss me, even though most of the time I think that I crave physical contact! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!? I DON'T HAVE REASONS OR EXCUSES TO BE LIKE THIS?! WAS I JUST BORN BROKEN AND THIS IS JUST THE SHATERING POINT?! AM I JUST WORTHLESS AND THE UNIVERSE IS TRYING TO MAKE ME GET RID OF MYSELF?! Everyone around me wants to help, but whatever they do, or say it just doesn't work. Maybe I don't want it to work. But I'm tired of feeling this way, of being this way. I have an ideal self I want to be, I want to strive to be someone successful, but whenever I take any steps to become that person my mind just fucks me up. Whether it is with a crisis, a panic attack, or a flare-up of my chronic illness. I want to make everything a fight for myself, I sabotage myself for failure. I know I shouldn't do that but I can't stop doing it. I just wish I could believe what everyone says about me, and believe that I'm a good person, that is destined for success. Or at least I want everyone to go along with me, and tell me I'm worthless and stupid and *etarded and that they hate me and that I make their lives miserable so that I can at least ctb without guilt.