I've been at the end of my rope for a while. I run into my bedroom and hide when someone knocks on my front door...window blinds are always closed so nobody can see inside. Nighttime is a juggling act in my head of trying to distract myself from self-harm thoughts and suicidal ideation.
A few days ago I decided to be on the offensive against my own thoughts and fears, and leave my surroundings. I packed things to camp outside or just stay in my car, didn't matter, I just wanted to leave. I knew I had options away from my house or thought I did, so I left. I just wanted some peace. As you can probably guess, peace doesn't come that way.
I've been traveling for a few days now and have not found peace. I don't feel like I can go home to that life, but I don't want to live in this one either. I don't know what to do anymore. I've tried therapy at the VA and other DBT group things but this endless search for peace is haunting me.
A few days ago I decided to be on the offensive against my own thoughts and fears, and leave my surroundings. I packed things to camp outside or just stay in my car, didn't matter, I just wanted to leave. I knew I had options away from my house or thought I did, so I left. I just wanted some peace. As you can probably guess, peace doesn't come that way.
I've been traveling for a few days now and have not found peace. I don't feel like I can go home to that life, but I don't want to live in this one either. I don't know what to do anymore. I've tried therapy at the VA and other DBT group things but this endless search for peace is haunting me.