I was told to check this site from a PTSD forum. That forum was the first time I have really talked about anything to anyone as I have no therapist, no psychiatrist, no friends and my family doesn't care, preferring to pretend nothing happened or telling me to get over it. I keep it all inside. The only creatures on Earth who care about me are my dogs.
I will apologize ahead of time because I seem to come across as mean and hateful and spiteful and bitter and angry in my posts. These emotions and sentiments are compounded, daily, it seems. I know that it comes across that I hate everyone and everything, including (and especially) myself. I wasn't always this way, honestly I wasn't, and I don't like it but don't know how to stop. I truly and honestly don't mean to be this way but I am filled with rage all the time. I have two colors within me, red and black. That is who I am, now. I don't mean to offend but I probably will. I hope you can forgive me. I am hurting and alone.
I will apologize ahead of time because I seem to come across as mean and hateful and spiteful and bitter and angry in my posts. These emotions and sentiments are compounded, daily, it seems. I know that it comes across that I hate everyone and everything, including (and especially) myself. I wasn't always this way, honestly I wasn't, and I don't like it but don't know how to stop. I truly and honestly don't mean to be this way but I am filled with rage all the time. I have two colors within me, red and black. That is who I am, now. I don't mean to offend but I probably will. I hope you can forgive me. I am hurting and alone.