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·Hi,
Sorry for my post, but I really feel at the end of my rope. I excuse myself for this post, but I need to vent. I feel like there is no end to all that pain, misery, crying. I am supposed to feel OK to have a child, I feel terrible and think my son would be better off without me. When my boyfriend tells me how much he love me and how he felt in love with me, I cry and cry andfeel like this would never happen again, like I am already dead. I have no guts to work, but at home, I feel so sad, I feel guilty to cry in front of my child, I will surely be responsible for his comportment later, because I am too sad.
I am afraid of all, I feel like nobody understand except you and specialists in DP, so nobody can help me to cure me of just have relief.
I am tired of all specialists, but at the same time I wrote to them and want so much help from them... I don't know what I want to do in life, and I should be a little happy... no, I am antisocial now and don't even want to make new friends at work. I feel like God doesn't want to help me, and all the people of my family who is dead, and I pray to them, and they doesn't liscen to me.
( I would like a little relief.
I hate my family, my sister who had OCD, my nervous mother who encourages my sister in her ilness without being aware of it, I would like sometimes to be in another family. Other times I need my mother, I need to have support, but I hate myself for wanting them to help me. But I feel so desesperate.
I am afraid of becoming a bad person, I feel like everything can happen. I don't see a happy end. And I am afraid of medication, I would like to try Anafranil, I am too chicken, and Lamictal, sometimes I say I havenothing to loose, other times, I say I can heal without them. And I try not to take Klonopin, I feel so weirdo it's unbearable. But with Klonopin, I don't feel there, just drugged enough not to panick hugely. But it's not a life
These days I take sleep pills not just to sleep but because I can't take my life like that. In my dreams, all is so cool, happy, it's beautiful... I wake up and don't want to wake up and feel this horrible anxiety and derealization all the time.... it makes no sense.. I can't take it.
All this time I wonder why, and how people can help me. How to be happy?? I just want to forget all that but I know I won't be able, it's been too long. So I can't heal because I can't forget.
I am tired of psychology, I am tired of all, I would be better off dead. I don't want to die but I can't accept this illness without any relief all my life. I can feel so terrible, so horrible.
I wanted to have more childs, now I don't think I would be able. O wanted a careeer, now I feel it,s too late. I was intelligent, now I feel like a crazy woman. I was happy, now I am miserable. I had goals, now I have NO goal. I had energy, now I have 0 energy and wonder how I will make the day.
And I have this 0 short term memory, like I forget all I do, all is foggy all the time, it's so frightening.
I am SORRY for this post, I did't even re-read myself, I needed to cry all the pain inside me, all the why?
Cynthia
Sorry for my post, but I really feel at the end of my rope. I excuse myself for this post, but I need to vent. I feel like there is no end to all that pain, misery, crying. I am supposed to feel OK to have a child, I feel terrible and think my son would be better off without me. When my boyfriend tells me how much he love me and how he felt in love with me, I cry and cry andfeel like this would never happen again, like I am already dead. I have no guts to work, but at home, I feel so sad, I feel guilty to cry in front of my child, I will surely be responsible for his comportment later, because I am too sad.
I am tired of all specialists, but at the same time I wrote to them and want so much help from them... I don't know what I want to do in life, and I should be a little happy... no, I am antisocial now and don't even want to make new friends at work. I feel like God doesn't want to help me, and all the people of my family who is dead, and I pray to them, and they doesn't liscen to me.
I hate my family, my sister who had OCD, my nervous mother who encourages my sister in her ilness without being aware of it, I would like sometimes to be in another family. Other times I need my mother, I need to have support, but I hate myself for wanting them to help me. But I feel so desesperate.
I am afraid of becoming a bad person, I feel like everything can happen. I don't see a happy end. And I am afraid of medication, I would like to try Anafranil, I am too chicken, and Lamictal, sometimes I say I havenothing to loose, other times, I say I can heal without them. And I try not to take Klonopin, I feel so weirdo it's unbearable. But with Klonopin, I don't feel there, just drugged enough not to panick hugely. But it's not a life
These days I take sleep pills not just to sleep but because I can't take my life like that. In my dreams, all is so cool, happy, it's beautiful... I wake up and don't want to wake up and feel this horrible anxiety and derealization all the time.... it makes no sense.. I can't take it.
All this time I wonder why, and how people can help me. How to be happy?? I just want to forget all that but I know I won't be able, it's been too long. So I can't heal because I can't forget.
I am tired of psychology, I am tired of all, I would be better off dead. I don't want to die but I can't accept this illness without any relief all my life. I can feel so terrible, so horrible.
I wanted to have more childs, now I don't think I would be able. O wanted a careeer, now I feel it,s too late. I was intelligent, now I feel like a crazy woman. I was happy, now I am miserable. I had goals, now I have NO goal. I had energy, now I have 0 energy and wonder how I will make the day.
And I have this 0 short term memory, like I forget all I do, all is foggy all the time, it's so frightening.
I am SORRY for this post, I did't even re-read myself, I needed to cry all the pain inside me, all the why?
Cynthia