I am 22 years old young male trying to understand myself. I went through insane amount of problems in my young life (not drug related) and at age of 17 I completely gave up, refusing to talk or see anyone. I locked myself up so deep inside in my head I could be certain that I will never ashame myself again.
I was even suicidal for almost 2 years but when I realized that I was too much of a pussy to take my own physical life, I eventually think that I succeeded to kill some massive part of myself anyway.
Because one day I woke up and realized how much I had failed in my life already, how embarassing moments I have been through and how much I had wanted to get rid of myself.
But I didn't feel in the same way anymore, didnt feel hate- no shame, no fear, no regret. I don't know about love because I've never felt it anyway. Relationships are something I could never handle.
I went from nervous isolated wreck to something that is ice cold, but never stops doing things. Something happier than ever before. Something that feels a soothing breeze waving through my head always when I'm alone. Althought I can never be completely relaxed around other people.
I worked and made some money so that I could afford to travel. I wanted to see the world and most importantly I wanted to get out of where I grew up. And now after 8 months of traveling, seeing other people- nothing much has changed socially except my talking skills.
But talking and social interaction is still an act- en exhausting act that I cannot bother to do anymore than I need.
I've also become redicilously good liar aswell, it even scares me how well constructed lies I can make up in just a few seconds. And its also become somewhat compulsive thing to do when covering up my mental disability amongst normal people. People that connect, people who can read each others emotional flickering, people that love and hate unlike me.
I only have quite short range of different emotions I feel which can be labeled in three sections
Joy, Calm and Rage
The joy and calm are amazing sensations, it's like I could feel the world around me way better than before, enjoy it more and also I feel like I could go anywhere and do anything.
The rage however is something I have to work with. Because when something triggers it- all the suppressed anger from the past starts to spill. Its feels like something literally is spilling in my brain which is redicilous considering that there are no cencors in the brain itself. It hurts so much that I want to sream- its like hitting a concrete wall with a motorcycle in high speed. It shuts down all rational thoughts and tenses up every single muscle in my body.
After a while I just feel shivers runnig nonstop through the whole body and gasp for air trying to find calm.
So far I have never hurt anyone.
I am afraid that one day, if someone physically attacks me, I will lose the final barrier of control and completely explode. I have even had dreams of just ripping apart someone and absolutely loving every second of it.
When it comes ot sexuality, I have experimented both sides the straight and gay and honestly I think that I might be going more the gay side but I don't accept that. I just can't see myself as gay, I don't want that to be real. Practically I never do it, never think about it, I just handle it few times a week by myself just to keep the chemistries of the body in balance. Its a fully mechanical thing for me.
And what do I actually do in my daily life? I work, I've been doing outside work pretty much always and I like it- tho I think that I could be doing more challenging work aswell, something more creative and I am looking into that. First priority for me in life is to sustain myself, keep myself clean and not use alcohol or drugs much at all.
I find sanctuary in arts, multiplayer video games, science, nature and music(singing aswell)
When I get drunk I obiouvsly become more fluent speaker like everyone else. Although I tend to get very fixated in some subjects that I wouldn't even talk about with anyone when sober so I don't really like getting drunk.
For few years before turning to 20 I smoked quite alot of pot but I eventually gave that up. (just thought that's worth mentioning, whatever)
When it comes to getting treatment, I'm too much afraid that it might end up getting restrictions in my life, getting medicated untill I'm a dull piece of flesh, or even ending up inside four walls and I'm not willing to take that risk just for the chance that I might some day be more "normal".
What I have? I dont know. I propably don't want to offically know anyways. So thats why I'm asking here, online.
I am happier than ever right now in my own insanity. I have a job, im qualified, I plan to study more and I'm travelling the world!
So what do you think? Is there any name for the kind of condition I've explained? I have never talked to anyone about these things, in real life or internet. This is my first time trying to find some explanation, to get someone elses opinion. Feel free to ask any questions.
Although questions about what happened to me when I was younger will propably remain unanswered. Even when anonymously posting in the internet. There is so many different moments, so many unprocessed emotions that I will always refuse to dig up.
I was even suicidal for almost 2 years but when I realized that I was too much of a pussy to take my own physical life, I eventually think that I succeeded to kill some massive part of myself anyway.
Because one day I woke up and realized how much I had failed in my life already, how embarassing moments I have been through and how much I had wanted to get rid of myself.
But I didn't feel in the same way anymore, didnt feel hate- no shame, no fear, no regret. I don't know about love because I've never felt it anyway. Relationships are something I could never handle.
I went from nervous isolated wreck to something that is ice cold, but never stops doing things. Something happier than ever before. Something that feels a soothing breeze waving through my head always when I'm alone. Althought I can never be completely relaxed around other people.
I worked and made some money so that I could afford to travel. I wanted to see the world and most importantly I wanted to get out of where I grew up. And now after 8 months of traveling, seeing other people- nothing much has changed socially except my talking skills.
But talking and social interaction is still an act- en exhausting act that I cannot bother to do anymore than I need.
I've also become redicilously good liar aswell, it even scares me how well constructed lies I can make up in just a few seconds. And its also become somewhat compulsive thing to do when covering up my mental disability amongst normal people. People that connect, people who can read each others emotional flickering, people that love and hate unlike me.
I only have quite short range of different emotions I feel which can be labeled in three sections
Joy, Calm and Rage
The joy and calm are amazing sensations, it's like I could feel the world around me way better than before, enjoy it more and also I feel like I could go anywhere and do anything.
The rage however is something I have to work with. Because when something triggers it- all the suppressed anger from the past starts to spill. Its feels like something literally is spilling in my brain which is redicilous considering that there are no cencors in the brain itself. It hurts so much that I want to sream- its like hitting a concrete wall with a motorcycle in high speed. It shuts down all rational thoughts and tenses up every single muscle in my body.
After a while I just feel shivers runnig nonstop through the whole body and gasp for air trying to find calm.
So far I have never hurt anyone.
I am afraid that one day, if someone physically attacks me, I will lose the final barrier of control and completely explode. I have even had dreams of just ripping apart someone and absolutely loving every second of it.
When it comes ot sexuality, I have experimented both sides the straight and gay and honestly I think that I might be going more the gay side but I don't accept that. I just can't see myself as gay, I don't want that to be real. Practically I never do it, never think about it, I just handle it few times a week by myself just to keep the chemistries of the body in balance. Its a fully mechanical thing for me.
And what do I actually do in my daily life? I work, I've been doing outside work pretty much always and I like it- tho I think that I could be doing more challenging work aswell, something more creative and I am looking into that. First priority for me in life is to sustain myself, keep myself clean and not use alcohol or drugs much at all.
I find sanctuary in arts, multiplayer video games, science, nature and music(singing aswell)
When I get drunk I obiouvsly become more fluent speaker like everyone else. Although I tend to get very fixated in some subjects that I wouldn't even talk about with anyone when sober so I don't really like getting drunk.
For few years before turning to 20 I smoked quite alot of pot but I eventually gave that up. (just thought that's worth mentioning, whatever)
When it comes to getting treatment, I'm too much afraid that it might end up getting restrictions in my life, getting medicated untill I'm a dull piece of flesh, or even ending up inside four walls and I'm not willing to take that risk just for the chance that I might some day be more "normal".
What I have? I dont know. I propably don't want to offically know anyways. So thats why I'm asking here, online.
I am happier than ever right now in my own insanity. I have a job, im qualified, I plan to study more and I'm travelling the world!
So what do you think? Is there any name for the kind of condition I've explained? I have never talked to anyone about these things, in real life or internet. This is my first time trying to find some explanation, to get someone elses opinion. Feel free to ask any questions.
Although questions about what happened to me when I was younger will propably remain unanswered. Even when anonymously posting in the internet. There is so many different moments, so many unprocessed emotions that I will always refuse to dig up.