[TRIGGER] Trigger. I don't know but I guess it could be......
Venting.......or just going on a rant......
I have spent the last two days driving around because I do not want to be at home. But now here I am alone.....that is part of the problem...Just feel like I am always alone, even in a group of people...
I went to a Nar-Anon meeting yesterday...I had a hard time listening to the speakers. I just kept thinking about cutting. I wanted to speak up and say something but I have tried that with other groups and just is not a good thing...so I sit and feel alone.
I want so much to be able to sit in a room with people like all of you that I can talk to and know they will understand. but the only groups in existance are the ones here online. and that makes me sad because I could really use some help. A hug. Some one to say I understand and it will be alright.
Everyday I fight to keep from cutting. Everyday I struggle with the depression. Everyday I wake up and just try to get through the day. Some days I wonder why I even try. I hate my life. I hate my job. Or should I say I hate where I am employed.
My boss gets drunk everyday and sometimes it startes at work. My husband would prefure getting high then talking to me. It is ok for them....So why can't I use my addiction to escape?
I tried to get drunk the other day...What a joke..the achole made me sick. I did not even get a buzz...Thank you meds...I hate having to take all of the meds everyday...In the morning eight pills..at lunch one pill...at bed time eight more pills...sometimes I wonder how many of the I could take to just sleep and not wake up.......
My tdoc wants me to do something for myself everyday...I keep thinking like what...take a walk??? Color??? get a pedicor?? what can I do for myself that will help me be happy or satisfied??? What will help me want to keep going???
What can I change in my life to make it better??? all of these questions but no body can answer them but me..and I am just having a real hard time coming up with the answers.....
The fewer answers I come up with the more depressed I get...the angrier I get the more I want to cut...cut my wrist...cut my neck...just cut away the pain.....
What does it matter anyway??? whether I am happy or sad...Alive or dead??? what does it matter??? in 50 or 100 years no one will even remember my name or that I was here....so it does not matter......
so why do I keep on trying so hard?
Fight For Life Today And Tomorrow