Maybe this is a vent, maybe it's just a realization,either way I'm such a fake person.
I have a job where I have to behave as a professional. I play the part pretty well I guess because I still have a job, apparently they don't see how bat shit crazy I really am.
I am in a relationship & although he sees my crazy often I am sure he doesn't realize the magnitude of it. He doesn't know that I write emails to him telling him all the things he does wrong and all the worse case scenarios I have created in my head about him that are sitting in my draft folder waiting to be sent when they actually happen. He has no idea I did that just this morning , a long email saying I know what he did,how I feel about it,how I knew he was that big of an asshole and I never want to see him again. Yet I hugged him and kissed him when I saw him and then deleted the email once I calmed down from having myself all worked up.He has no clue I have written ones saying I always knew he's an abuser, a child molester, even a serial killer or serial rapist.,all the women he's cheated with or how he's poisoning me is plotting to kill me.
I walk around being a fairly positive person,I am kind, friendly, everyone tells me how happy I look. I seem to have my shit together and like I have progressed so far in my life. I seem pretty confident, I am always dressed well, hair done,nails painted, I exercise and my body is in good shape,etc.
But it's all just superficial and not at all who I am inside. And I swear, sometimes it just feels so exhausting keeping up the facade. But if I didn't,I would probably be locked away. If the outside matched the inside I would probably be walking around with my hair sticking up,matted and in knots. I would probably be wearing a plaid blouse, stripes pants,mismatched shoes,covered in chocolate and other foods ,drooling, unable to form a coherent sentence.
Sometimes the crazy outwardly slips out,I say and do such off the wall things. But to others it comes off as just ditzy and even kind of cute and I can play that part well too. But inside I'm like wtf, must do better! at appearing as a normal human being!
Idk if those without such major traumas, those without PTSD have to work so hard at just containing themselves on a daily basis. But I sure would like to know what it's like to just 'be', to just relax, not think so much or have to put in so much effort every day. I feel like such a fake. I AM a fake.
Even going to the store to pick up a few things, I may look like a fairly normal person,I smile at people,talk to people, inside though I am so anxious, the lights are too bright, there's too many people, there's not enough air, it's too hot or too cold and omg why is everyone looking at me, must hurry and get tf out asap.
What's it like to just "be"? And how do you get there?
I have a job where I have to behave as a professional. I play the part pretty well I guess because I still have a job, apparently they don't see how bat shit crazy I really am.
I am in a relationship & although he sees my crazy often I am sure he doesn't realize the magnitude of it. He doesn't know that I write emails to him telling him all the things he does wrong and all the worse case scenarios I have created in my head about him that are sitting in my draft folder waiting to be sent when they actually happen. He has no idea I did that just this morning , a long email saying I know what he did,how I feel about it,how I knew he was that big of an asshole and I never want to see him again. Yet I hugged him and kissed him when I saw him and then deleted the email once I calmed down from having myself all worked up.He has no clue I have written ones saying I always knew he's an abuser, a child molester, even a serial killer or serial rapist.,all the women he's cheated with or how he's poisoning me is plotting to kill me.
I walk around being a fairly positive person,I am kind, friendly, everyone tells me how happy I look. I seem to have my shit together and like I have progressed so far in my life. I seem pretty confident, I am always dressed well, hair done,nails painted, I exercise and my body is in good shape,etc.
But it's all just superficial and not at all who I am inside. And I swear, sometimes it just feels so exhausting keeping up the facade. But if I didn't,I would probably be locked away. If the outside matched the inside I would probably be walking around with my hair sticking up,matted and in knots. I would probably be wearing a plaid blouse, stripes pants,mismatched shoes,covered in chocolate and other foods ,drooling, unable to form a coherent sentence.
Sometimes the crazy outwardly slips out,I say and do such off the wall things. But to others it comes off as just ditzy and even kind of cute and I can play that part well too. But inside I'm like wtf, must do better! at appearing as a normal human being!
Idk if those without such major traumas, those without PTSD have to work so hard at just containing themselves on a daily basis. But I sure would like to know what it's like to just 'be', to just relax, not think so much or have to put in so much effort every day. I feel like such a fake. I AM a fake.
Even going to the store to pick up a few things, I may look like a fairly normal person,I smile at people,talk to people, inside though I am so anxious, the lights are too bright, there's too many people, there's not enough air, it's too hot or too cold and omg why is everyone looking at me, must hurry and get tf out asap.
What's it like to just "be"? And how do you get there?