It feels like complete emptiness. Like something is missing. Like a hole in your heart or your chest or your stomach. It's just complete emptiness and the worst part of it is it feels like you can never escape it. It feels like you will always be empty. The missing piece will never be found.
This really struck me today because this is how i feel. I have reached a point in my therapy where I have suddenly got in touch with my absolute yearning for mum, for the connecion I never had and in so doing it has plonked me squarely back into what I used to feel as my depression.
What I feel right now is exactly how you describe, exactly how I have felt over and over, but I have never been able to "see" it with the clarity I have now. I have known the theory, I have thought it, I have wondered, I have tried to figure it, a million times, but only now have I moved into the space that occupies this emptiness and can feel where it comes from.
Abandonment, shivery fear, the aloneness of forever, death. Nothing and noone to help..The first time I've seen clearly, rather than just understood intellectually, that this "depression" is the deep abandonment tragedy of my little child.
I have read what people have written, how they describe this, but until I was ready to move into these layers deep down, it was just noise. Yeah yeah yeah, blah blah blah. As this will be to those who read what I'm writing and aren't quite in their right place yet either.
I'd like to tell you what is the other side of this place, how it feels to grieve it, how you can live without this insane deep wound and for it to be ok, but I don't know. Yet?