I’M COMING OUT OF MY SKIN. EVERYTHING JUST FEEL SO OVERWHELMING. I WANT TO CUT. I NEED TO CUT. I CANT TAKE ANOTHER MINUTE OF THIS. THIS PAIN IS JUST FUCKING INSANE. I AM GOING OUT OF MY MIND. I NEED TO RELEASE SOME OF THIS PAIN. I HAVE TO FEEL BLOOD. IT WILL MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. I CANT BEAT THIS. I SUCK.
flashbacks are kicking our collective ass. horrific memories are running rampant. taunting us. making us crazy. sending us spiraling. triggering us into a place of emotional instability.
Right now, I feel awful. I want an end to this pain. An end is all I want.
But it never ends. The pain threatens to take me down. If only the memories would stop?
I feel bla. Neither here or there. Just like ug this is pointless, life is pointless.
Dont know what brought me to this place tonight. I dont like it though. Its like this kind of flatness. a kind of resigned life is just icky.
Can anyone relate? I hope so as I hate to be alone with my thoughts and these feelings.
i am very very sad
i am lonely
i feel broken
i feel dead inside
i wish soemone was here
i hate the darkness
i hate the night time
i hate memories
i just want a hug
someone talk to me
i think i’m about to die. the emotions are so overwhelming. i cant turn off my brain. i am swimming in grief and desperation and trauma. sadness, sadness oh my god the sadness. i wish eileen was here. i wish i could hold her hand or have a hug. i need that contact. i crave it. i need that connection. i am alone. alone with my thoughts. alone with my fears. alone in the world on a dark night with rain beating down outside and memories taunting me. i have curled up with my baby nitro my dog and burrowed my face into his fur. he is safety. he is my calm. he is loyal and loving and wants to be there for me. right now i need him so much. but i need my therapist too. i really need her. things are not good. i dont feel well. i am so scared. scared of what is in my head. scared of my thoughts and of my feelings. i cant cope. i just cant do this.
days 3 and 4 have been a lot harder than the first two days. proly cuz we didnt sleep and we were so dissociative. losing lotsa time, just being sad and hurting and crying a lot.
alla us kids miss eileen so much. it realy hurts our heart.
we been tryin ta make her cards and write letters to her but nothins comin out.
do anybody ever get like that? like yur words get stuck, lost even? and you dont know how to fix that?
we are going to try ta have a good weekend. and not to miss her too much.
that will be hard tho i think.
we brought her rose scent to respite with us for some comfort. and we might get to buy the perfume she wears tomorrow when we go shopping. it will double because dr. barry wears it too so we can think of her and think of eileen at the same time.
ok i gotta go to bed now
good night everyone
my heads in a spin. i feel all funny. thoughts are racing. i’m agitated. i’m anxious. i’m feeling stressed out. overwhelmed. sad. depressed. i cant shake the feelings. part of me is saying take the pills, go do it. i’m trying everything i can to distract myself. it isnt working. its 3:30 AM, i’m alone and scared and wish I had someone to sit with me and hold my hand. I emailed eileen about an hour ago, i probably sound so pathetic in the email, but i feel so desperate. i know she gets it. i feel like i am too much for her. too needy. too broken. too fucked up. she keeps reassuring me that she doesnt think those things about me. so why cant i believe her? my heart aches. i ache for a warm hug from a trusted person. the little parts want hugs from our mom. she never or rarely gives hugs or kisses. they crave them so much right now. they want our mom to say its ok, i’m here. thats all they want. my whole body hurts. i feel like a mess. a big ball of anxiety in my stomach. its killing me. prayers will be appreciated guys.