Sweetleaf
Diamond Member
Since I'm dealing with such a wonderful (sarcasm) cocktail of traumas and other fun things now... I feel like general might be a good place? I hope so. I just want some help I don't care which forum section. But I think it belongs here?
This is mostly copied from my private section diary, with edits and additions and redactions, but, I looked at it and realized that I need more help than just the regulars of my diary - who, by the way, are quite wonderful at helping me and I appreciate their existence just about every single day.
Same for basically like, all of you guys - sorry I am a bit of an emotional sap right now but, hey this is a safe space so I really don't care if any of you find that weird. In a positive way.
I was once an extremely optimistic person.
Anyway, the the topic, the problem, my cry for help:
I am having a very hard time today lol, and just need some help remembering that I'm actually doing a really good job all things considered (effectively, a life of trauma that ended last December), and that I have made amazing progress given the circumstances and the fact I live with someone my therapist has now described as an actually abusive mother... who I still live with... while trying to recover from PTSD.... which maybe might involve shit she did to me as a child?
This. IS. REALLY. HARD. Need some help BAD. Need some support BAD. Need some advice BAD. Need someone to kick my f*cking ass in gear and pour some f*cking rocket fuel on that motherf*cking spark of hope, or some thermite, or some goddamn magnesium, or like, chuck a brick of solid lithium into my goddamn swimming pool of motivation. (lithium explodes upon contact with water - I don't mean like, the medicine form of lithium, lol - you know how those e cig batteries explode in peoples pockets? Lithium)
Caps for emphasis, not because unstable. But yeah I'm not stable right now.
I need some help from people to, most importantly, remind me that I am okay, and that I'm going to be okay, because right now I'm on valium but I am still kinda panicking, hard. I just need some help - and honestly, throwing this message out to you guys really helps me on its own but...
I feel so alone. I'm begging to feel less helpless (edit: forgot to type less, lol) a bit, but I don't wanna let that happen, I wanna fight that. But I need some help dammit >.<
f*ck I need a hug so f*cking bad. I need someone to hold me and tell me that I'm alright, that I'm going to be okay. But I don't have anybody to do that for me. But I need it so f*ckin bad, so fcking bad right now. For real. Tears rolling down my cheeks right now badly. Like. I basically just connected the dots that took me from one good parent, to two abusive parents.
And I cant help but think that my adult trauma is the only reason this ever would have occurred to me, or bothered me. Because in my f*cking college days... I was the happiest I have ever been in my life. I had times where I was like, so f*cking happy, it was stupid. I felt like a million bux all the time and I wasn't manic, weird, or anything. I was f*cking normal. I was just, outright, motherf*cking NORMAL GOD f*ckING DAMN IT!!! (edit: not just normal, but f*cking -carefree- almost literally, of course I'd get anxious about assignments as anybody would but, yeah, basically carefree)
But right now. I am feeling that normal has permanently been removed from me, for the first time.
For the first time.
I feel like.
My life has truly been ruined forever.
Wanna help me dig myself out of this hole?
This is mostly copied from my private section diary, with edits and additions and redactions, but, I looked at it and realized that I need more help than just the regulars of my diary - who, by the way, are quite wonderful at helping me and I appreciate their existence just about every single day.
Same for basically like, all of you guys - sorry I am a bit of an emotional sap right now but, hey this is a safe space so I really don't care if any of you find that weird. In a positive way.
I was once an extremely optimistic person.
Anyway, the the topic, the problem, my cry for help:
I am having a very hard time today lol, and just need some help remembering that I'm actually doing a really good job all things considered (effectively, a life of trauma that ended last December), and that I have made amazing progress given the circumstances and the fact I live with someone my therapist has now described as an actually abusive mother... who I still live with... while trying to recover from PTSD.... which maybe might involve shit she did to me as a child?
This. IS. REALLY. HARD. Need some help BAD. Need some support BAD. Need some advice BAD. Need someone to kick my f*cking ass in gear and pour some f*cking rocket fuel on that motherf*cking spark of hope, or some thermite, or some goddamn magnesium, or like, chuck a brick of solid lithium into my goddamn swimming pool of motivation. (lithium explodes upon contact with water - I don't mean like, the medicine form of lithium, lol - you know how those e cig batteries explode in peoples pockets? Lithium)
Caps for emphasis, not because unstable. But yeah I'm not stable right now.
I need some help from people to, most importantly, remind me that I am okay, and that I'm going to be okay, because right now I'm on valium but I am still kinda panicking, hard. I just need some help - and honestly, throwing this message out to you guys really helps me on its own but...
I feel so alone. I'm begging to feel less helpless (edit: forgot to type less, lol) a bit, but I don't wanna let that happen, I wanna fight that. But I need some help dammit >.<
f*ck I need a hug so f*cking bad. I need someone to hold me and tell me that I'm alright, that I'm going to be okay. But I don't have anybody to do that for me. But I need it so f*ckin bad, so fcking bad right now. For real. Tears rolling down my cheeks right now badly. Like. I basically just connected the dots that took me from one good parent, to two abusive parents.
And I cant help but think that my adult trauma is the only reason this ever would have occurred to me, or bothered me. Because in my f*cking college days... I was the happiest I have ever been in my life. I had times where I was like, so f*cking happy, it was stupid. I felt like a million bux all the time and I wasn't manic, weird, or anything. I was f*cking normal. I was just, outright, motherf*cking NORMAL GOD f*ckING DAMN IT!!! (edit: not just normal, but f*cking -carefree- almost literally, of course I'd get anxious about assignments as anybody would but, yeah, basically carefree)
But right now. I am feeling that normal has permanently been removed from me, for the first time.
For the first time.
I feel like.
My life has truly been ruined forever.
Wanna help me dig myself out of this hole?
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