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and its not some kind of like, chosen internal growth or an adjustment to a change this time, this time its actual problems im facing. that i have to solve. for a result. like new types of problems⌠that sucks!
lmao i know thats like the basic human experience, you live long enough and there are gonna be cows outside i know i know i know
thing is i find myself, the vast majority of the time, solving problems for other people yeah yeah yeah i shouldnât im working on that so its rare i actually acknowledge something is a problem for me myself
like, yeah yes i run into everyday inconvenience and annoyance as much as the next ape but, darling, i learned to roll with the punches long long ago probably as a child probably in response to neglect lmao idk idk idk. to me, officially naming something a âproblemâ gives it power i just donât think it deserves.
i donât like giving out my energy like that, so my process of acceptance and problem solving is actually fucking instantaneous- im highly logical, which is not me patting myself on the back, quite the opposite actually, because in turn i am numb.
i donât let myself feel anything i donât think i need to feel and iâve developed my little routines to keep myself happy as you kinda have to with major depressive disorder. is that good for me? NO, hope that helps!
but damn, knowing all this. doesnât make it. any easier! when a NEW problem. presents itself!
exhibit a i have a friend thats pissing me off, and its not even like, like something theyâre doing directed at me, its these totally predictable cycles of how they live their life and i just watch them day in day out fail to put even a little energy into changing these patterns that are obviously hurting them and the people around them.
its this roller coaster of trusting them, and being like âoh look they are in a good mood todayâ, and thinking things seems like they are gonna get better, but just a few days later the cracks from the last spiral all split in the same spots as before and
i guess what makes this problem new is that i think this time i have the gall to point it all out. like loudly
like âhey youâre doing that shit it againâ or like âwow yeah that behavior again? i know where its coming from, lets talk about it. right now.â like, i just wanna make them deal with one thing at a time, go down their list, have them figure it all out once and for all
its a new problem because im grappling with the new found option to actually push the big red âfightâ button before theyâve even done anything wrong, which im only resorting to after years of wishing i could. now weâre older and its like âwhoa im finally running out of the other peaceful button options. that process of elimination has sure been a bitchâ
⌠yeah i know that all sound toxic but thereâs a decade of context behind all that. its MY depression blog, you can agree or leave, simply
and then exhibit number b is another different new problem im facing- which unsafe to talk on the internet. so i just gotta sit here, phone screen on, and be scared lmaooooo
i can tell you what im gonna do about that problem, and its build community, and keep organized records, and maybe like run into the woods for solace more often and like, idk maybe like, learn to live there ????? haha, yeah no im
im a wittle bit spooked about this other new problem, if i do say so myself
but, henyways
wowowowowowowow. wow.
today i have felt ignored. i have felt disappointment. i have felt taken for granted.
today i have felt fear. i have felt some panic. i have felt anxiety about things that are a lot bigger than me.
and i just wish that friend would listen. and i wish people werenât scared of each other
i wish that friend could finally discover that big thing that hurts them and their loved ones the most- that disconnect between how the people around them cope and grow and how they cope and grow. and i wish for, as naive as it sounds, a utopia, and world peace, and all that stupid shit we should have never stopped believing as kids.
because when anyone in our friends group doesnât emotionally regulate properly they scare someone else, sometimes me
thatâs not what im mad about, though
before the situation falls apart completely i usually step in and try to create some accommodation so everyone can still have a good time, but i tend to have to do that a lot
im a little bitter about that, but thatâs still not mainly what im mad about, stay with me
iâve tried being less responsible, iâve tried leaving it alone for as long as possible so as to let the person catch themselves, iâve tried calling it early, iâve tried changing the plans, iâve tried ignoring it, iâve tried catching the person while theyâre alone
i could try doing nothing, but where does that leave us?
mind you, iâve tried that too, and there are 2 less people in our friendâs group because of it. thereâs less trust, thereâs less honesty, thereâs less plans, even, because iâve tried being less responsible
yeaaaaah, nobody asked me to do it, so i donât get to be mad it. im bitter, and iâve expressed that iâm bitter about it to the group in hopes of pointing out a pattern, and i am content with that
right now
im mad
because what the fUCK does the group mean when they say theyâre glad im trying to get better at this? hey, what? hey, what do they mean by that? hey!
better at what? better at not stepping in? letting myself or others get hurt? better at coping with the discomfort someone else creates? when they shouldâve caught themselves before it all turned to shit?
better at what? the way i step in? which, mind you, i only do something after someone snaps.
someone snaps and its fucking obvious, its written all over their face: âhey, i need attention of some sort immediately! hey, im uncomfortable and i let myself be! hey, i need help, but im too caught up in the avoidable circumstance im in to tell you what i need to come up with a solution!â
im mad because they donât really get to say anything about how i cope with them when they donât even cope with themselves. how dare they, actually?
they donât get to say anything after the multifarious ways iâve tried doing something AND have tried doing nothing.
iâve been hurt! ive let myself be hurt! saw it coming from miles away and still let it happen in hopes theyâd catch themselves! i trust them less because of it! iâve lost friends! friends that, get this! left the whole friendâs group for lacking emotional regulation, when they didnât even emotionally regulate enough to realize they couldâve stayed friends with 1 or 2 of us instead of tearing the whole thing apart in a dramatic blaze of glory!
next time? im getting up and leaving. thats the only thing i havenât done yet.
and itâll be dramatic! and immature! but god forbid i get to separate myself from the situation before i feel like this!
oh, and the admission of fault! âi guess you did everything perfectly fine and no one can blame youâ âyou have less work to do than i doâ what. do you want me. to fucking say to that?
i donât think i do things perfectly, or even that well a lot of the time, but, by god! iâve had immense amounts of practice with this!
why do i have to be seen as âperfectâ for being a little empathetic? âperfectâ for just trying to let everyone have a nice time? âperfectâ for not making my emotions someone elseâs problem?
im not âperfectâ for knowing no one deserves to have to deal with me, or knowing no one deserves to have to experience another person snapping.
yes, we are humans. experiencing life in real time. and yes, i believe we are supposed to burden each other, that with healthy friendships it is implied we put in effort for each other. we catch each other. we help each other get back up after we fall.
i love that! thats very fulfilling to me.
we choose to be here for each other every day we continue wanting to be friends. im happy to make that choice for these people because iâve deemed them worthy of my time and effort.
but, we all have trauma. we have things we are all sensitive about, i know i do, and i donât really get why im the only one who seems to care about that- when it matters. i know we as a group care about that profusely. we are always helping each other heal because we genuinely love each other, but then one of us lands in an avoidable situation, panics, and suddenly, actually, fuck what anyone else feels, what they feel needs to be dealt with messily right now, even though they know exactly the thing they are doing is a trigger for some of us, when they couldâve dealt with it calmly by asking a simple question 5 minutes ago.
i care about the impact i have on people even then. i calmly explain what im feeling, and suggest solutions.
thats. not being âperfectâ. thats being decent.
IM NOT JUST IN THE HOLE WITH YOU ITS A HOLE YOU DUG. A HOLE YOU DUG THAT HURT ME. AND THERE I AM SITTING WITH YOU. AND EVERYONE IS TELLING YOU YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE IN IT. BUT NOT ONLY AM I HERE. IM DEFENDING YOU FROM THE PEOPLE WHO KNOW YOU SHOULD BE IN THERE. SO HOW ARE YOU GOING TO LOOK AT ME. LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME THAT ITLL TAKE TIME TO TRUST ME AGAIN. WHEN EVERY PROBLEM WEVE EVER HAD IN OUR LIVES HAS BEEN YOU HURTING ME THEN GIVING ME A SHIT APOLOGY AND ME FORGIVING YOU WHILE ANYTIME IVE HURT YOU YOUVE DAMNED ME. GOD FORBID I GROW A BACK BONE AND TELL YOU YOU HURT ME BECAUSE THEN YOU TELL ME THAT ME GETTING HURT HURT YOU AND I HAVE TO FIX IT ALL ANYWAY. THIS HOLE IS REALLY FUCKIN DEEP AND WE CAN BARELY SEE EACH OTHER BUT HERE I FUCKING AM. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?
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what i do in my life doesnât affect you. it cant with how little we are involved.
i meant everything i said to you. i really do believe you deserve peace and are justified in your stance.
i feel lots of different ways about lots of different people, but i never got to show you that and thats ok.
i donât care that you hate me. not to imply im happy you do. but when i say it i donât mean it disrespectfully- thats just how little hold we have in each otherâs lives.
its not worth anything, but im sorry. im sorry things look the way they do to you. i dont blame you for it. if i were you i might do similar.. im not sure..
i hope you find genuine peace and happiness and no one can take it from you ever again.
i usually never feel stuff, i got toxic positivity as a coping mechanism up the wazoo constantly
itâs something iâve been trying to work on slowly, and have made very little progress because lifeâs crazy for everyone right now so how in the right mind could i let myself feel all that shit now, right?
ok
anyway
unrelated topic
i took shrooms for the first time the other day!
*pause for effect*
and that was.. fun. ish.
but NOW
now im kinda feeling my feelings
in a way i didnât consent to!
and itâs kind of a problem because i wasnât readyyyy
to start doing Thatâ˘ď¸
i was ready and expectant of lot of different things when i decided to ingest shrooms but having new direct connection to my feelings waaasnt on my bingo card if im being so honest.
(my sister has bpd 2 and iâve always suspected it in myself, so for all i know its.. awake now? googling psychiatry as we speak)
so what does that mean?
its means im experiencing severe body dysmorphia! it means im having panic attacks with seemingly no trigger for them! it means im crying! it means im way less confident! it mean all my daily routines and preferences are getting dropped on the floor and mixed together with other emotional shit i havenât picked up, cleaned, and organized yet! it means im letting the perfectionist in me win by telling me i suck! at! everything! it means im nervous about a lot more things than i already was! it means i could relapse at any moment!
it means! thats the bandaids i had used for those problems got ripped off, and as much as i had always intended to go back and heal those things thoroughly iâve now been abruptly yanked out of my comfort zone.
and, despite the tone of this post so far⌠thats ok.
as i said, id been working on this slowly but making very little progress and now i have NO choice but to feel it. all of it. feel it, learn from it, cope with it, and heal.
friends do, like, what, they⌠like a lot of what you say? yeah, ok. they like to talk to you to hear more of you saying things. okaaaay, yeah. friends like things about you.. right? like, how you dress, and um, they like your stories of things youâve done. i think. ok.
friends like doing stuff with you. mmmwhy? why, like really, why? weâre pack animals, we like doing things in groups, sure, but its more than that im sure. friends like to do things with you because they want to experience those things with you becaaaaause.. they think youâll like it? or because theyâll like it? is the goal always that you guys like the experience together? orrrr are turns expected? some back and forth and also some down the middle?
i donât know, havenât really seen it. i feel it, but hmmmmmm.
hmmmm!
friends like showing you things about themselves. yeah. we show each other things so we can learn more about each other becaaaaause⌠becauuuuse, uhh-
because there is love every where and to love is to want to know and to love is want each others happiness. true love, at least. from what i understand.
ok so, if thats my understanding so faaaar, then, in practice, i love my friends like that. that makes sense.
ok.
so then.
why the
FUCK.
does it feel like. nobody wants to do that. with me?anddontfuckin- dont explain to me all the bullshit, like,
not everyone shows love the same way. yeah, thats obvious, we are billions of animals on a rock theres gonna be cows outside.
you can have friendships at different intensities not everyone has to be the best friend ever. well duh, i know thats unrealistic and i wouldnât want all my friends to be like that, iâve only ever hoped to find ONE maybe that even comes cLOSE to what im talking about.
sometimes people donât like you as much as you like them. yeah, and sometimes i donât like people as much as they like me, next question.
not everyone one is willing to dadadada. yeah, uhuh, i know.
i know.
i read a lot of literature.
iâve met a lot of people.
is this mic on?
i deal with this feeling all the time do you think i havent thought about it in thousands of different ways over the years iâve been living on this ground?
i thought. it would be an act of self-respect, and a form of doing right by me, and a favor to myself, to try to surround myself with people who put in the same amount of effort into loving me as i do them. i thought thats what i deserve, thats what everyone deserves, so let me work on that. let me practice asking for what i want. let me share my opinions and whoever doesnât want to stick around wasnât meant for meee and we liiive and we leeearn and right time wrong place and blaaaaahhhhh
and for the most part that ideology has lead me in the right direction.
but.. i think my anger is coming from. the audacity. that the world, at least in context to me, has shown me as it tries to convince me that wanting even amounts of love back and forth is too much to ask.
i see all these posts where people are like âwe are supposed to be burdens on each other, those burdens are worth the effort in a friendship where you want to carry that weight for each other back and forthâ or whatever the fuck, but i feel like the people iâve met donât actually get that, like, they preach all this shit and i carry their burdens because i want to and i love them and so i do my part but then im a burden for a moment and. the fucking audacity to-
mmggggrrrrrrhhhhhfuckin! make my world explode! just for being human just for asking for what i know damn well is fair i
is it, like, cause i live in florida? or, what, i love too hard? maybe? im tired of that pedestal, thats old hat. is my judgement bad? im, what- what am i doing wrong?
im tired. im pooped. i dont really know what. even matters anymore.