It's one of these mornings I am really struggling with trauma following another night of horrible nightmares. I'm so damn upset about it. It's got me all screwed up. I don't want hurt like this. I don't want to be disassociated either, as was the case the past couple of days. That's even worse.
I just want to function, dear lord, I just want to function. I don't want to be in such agony. I just want to be able to function in the here and now. I'm not asking for anymore. I'm not looking for more money, a better car, job or anything else material. I just want to function, play on a level playing field with emotionally stable people, and be able to work hard and be useful to others and the world. Is that too much to ask for?
I really do hate this f*ckin' disorder. I despise it. It is my worst enemy. I hate never hated a person as much as this illness. I don't understand why I was brought into this world just to suffer. My shrink says something(s) occurred or I was neglected significantly the first three years of my life when my brain was beginning to develop, especially the right (emotional) side.
I just wasn't prepared for living. I feel like I was 10 steps back of every other kid when I began kindergarten. It all went downhill from there.
I just want to function, dear lord, I just want to function. I don't want to be in such agony. I just want to be able to function in the here and now. I'm not asking for anymore. I'm not looking for more money, a better car, job or anything else material. I just want to function, play on a level playing field with emotionally stable people, and be able to work hard and be useful to others and the world. Is that too much to ask for?
I really do hate this f*ckin' disorder. I despise it. It is my worst enemy. I hate never hated a person as much as this illness. I don't understand why I was brought into this world just to suffer. My shrink says something(s) occurred or I was neglected significantly the first three years of my life when my brain was beginning to develop, especially the right (emotional) side.
I just wasn't prepared for living. I feel like I was 10 steps back of every other kid when I began kindergarten. It all went downhill from there.