Feeling a bit muddled. Relieved to have chatted with a lovely dear friend just before, and let her know where I was at emotionally, and we talked about last week and all the crap in the news that made everyone freak and get depressed. It was good to chat about it, now that we've both processed some of it. I feel a bit more able to think and not so numb and hopeless about it all.Still craving a cuddle.
It was relieving to know my friend also had experiences with depersonalisation around the same time as I did. I don't think it's something that happens too often to worry about it, but it was good to note it when I did recognise that's what was happening. Think it was due to cannabis intake. I feel grief, and guilt to do with my estrangement.
I wouldn't admit that to one woman I know who has helped me through the whole process, as I know she considers guilt to be a weak emotion, and I also think that way, except I can't help it...I feel bad that I've abandoned my parents. I feel bad that I have deserted them, despite all the logical thinking and knowing in myself that it was the right move for me to make...I still feel bad about it.
I'm not heartless. I know I have caused them pain, but they didn't give a shit about the pain they caused me, so this is where I start to feel conflicted about feeling this way. Why can't I just not care how it affects them, like they do with me?