thisismetrying
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No matter what I do, how much I accomplish, how "well" I do given my disability, there is a part of me so deep to my core that is dead, empty. I feel like a shell of a person who's just floating (dissociating) through my life. I feel like I don't even know what else I can say about this feeling other than the fact that it is insanely painful and makes me feel so f*cking hopeless. I'm sure I've felt this way my whole life, but it's only now that I am aware of this feeling. I'm currently studying linguistics in one of the top programs in the world, so I spend a lotttt of time working on research, papers, etc. But the second I stop focusing on my academic responsibilities, I'm overwhelmed by the feeling that I don't even know who tf I am because I literally feel DEAD inside. It's honestly so surprising that I haven't dropped out of the program bc the odds are NOT in my favor given how much I am struggling and suffering on a daily basis.
I don't have a therapist currently because it's been so hard to find someone who actually understands complex trauma and I've found that working with ones that don't understand CPTSD just make me feel worse because the "advice" they give me is not helpful and doesn't work and then I just feel like even more of a failure. I just feel stuck and trapped in my own body and there's no way out. It seems with every new day I feel like more of a failure and a disappointment to myself, my loved ones, and everyone else in the world, and just genuine piece of shit that doesn't have the right to exist. the sadness is PROFOUND.
I don't have a therapist currently because it's been so hard to find someone who actually understands complex trauma and I've found that working with ones that don't understand CPTSD just make me feel worse because the "advice" they give me is not helpful and doesn't work and then I just feel like even more of a failure. I just feel stuck and trapped in my own body and there's no way out. It seems with every new day I feel like more of a failure and a disappointment to myself, my loved ones, and everyone else in the world, and just genuine piece of shit that doesn't have the right to exist. the sadness is PROFOUND.