Exhausted

[Punky143]

I struggle all day every day to resist the urge to share my inner turmoil with someone, anyone. I've come as close as starting to write but then I stop. I don't know if I'm thankful or more mad about it. I keep thinking how can I possibly share anything with someone when I can't make sense of it. I can't even explain it verbally when "we're" alone. I guess the dissociations are getting more intense because I find I'm not only forgetting a lot but I'm not getting a lot done either and I'm very paranoid, especially of men. I have a journal and I've always had one and my others talk in there. I'm so beyond frustrated with everything. I have no idea who I am anymore, no idea who it was in the past because it doesn't feel like me nor can I remember much. So confused

 

[gypsysoul]

I'm so beyond frustrated with everything.

...and being frustrated is ok. Let me say, it's ok to not be ok. It happens to the best of us. So many of us try to figure out who we are, but in my experience, it seems the only way to discover who you are, is by eliminating who you aren't.

 

[shimmerz]

You may not be as confused as you think you are. I have been trying to put into words what you did in this post what I have never been able to articulate for myself. :hug: