That moment when you can relate just a bit too much…

I knew that this moment would come, probably more than once too but damn, it’s still hitting a nerve.
 
Busy doing schoolwork and I just covered a part about the different attachment styles in babies/kids and how, if lacking a proper one, that it could basically fuck you up for the rest of your life. That shit is hitting too close to home. Fuck. I actually had to walk away from my pc for a minute, to remain calm.
 
This is going to happen quite often, considering that I’m studying psychology, gonna have to find a way to deal with this. Now I’m just wigging out cuz tomorrow we’re gonna be covering this in class as well. I can already see myself storming out of the classroom, very upset. Le sigh. Gonna try my best not to.
 
I lack a healthy attachment style. I have an attachment disorder (along side all of my other brilliant disorders) and it’s something that has made my life quite a living hell, to be honest. It’s not something that goes away overnight either. Fuck.
 
Here is to hoping that first hand experience is what makes super awesome psychologists?
 
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Ennui

ennui21So here I am, behind my desk, headphones on and ready to write. But I feel like I don’t even fucking know where to start. I just know that I have SO much to say, SO much to share but I just can’t seem to get it out right. Which is weird, because I’ve never had an issue with this. Le sigh.

Let’s see, where to start? At the risk of sounding like a fucking broken record: I am deeply miserable. I mean, this is the ledge and I’ve been standing on it for a while now. Lately even more so than usual. I genuinely just want it all to stop, I just want SILENCE. I want all of the thoughts to stop, to go away, to leave me the fuck alone. If you’re reading this right now there is a very big chance that you have BPD, like me. So you’ll understand it when I say that I can literally think myself into a super fucked up shitty mood. Crazy, right?

Oh I should also apologize in advance because something tells me that I am going to be all over the place with this post, jumping from one subject to the other. Haha, it’s funny because that how it feels like inside of my head. Total fucking chaos! lol.

On Youtube right now, trying to listen to some of those “feel good” songs, sing myself into a good mood? lol. It doesn’t always work though, especially when I suddenly find myself listening to Evanescence. But I digress.

It’s now 2016 and I am still not working. Been out of a job for 2 years now. Many people don’t understand how fucked up that is for someone like me. Someone that HAS to keep busy constantly, as a distraction, otherwise the thoughts come and they always lead to over analyzing and eventually feeling like total shit. And the fucked up part of it? I’m not fucking stupid. I’m no Einstein but I am far from stupid. Despite the fact that I feel like I have lost at least half of my brain cells from being unemployed. Let’s face it, the brain is a muscle and if you don’t use it, you lose it. That’s genuinely how I feel right now. Lord.

The best part of being unemployed? When people tell me to “just look for a job”. Oh I’m sorry, wow, why hadn’t I thought of that yet?! Fuck, I’ve been going at this completely wrong for the last 2 years! I totally forgot that I could walk into any office, grab the boss and FORCE him (or her) to give me a job. Silly me! And here I’ve been, unemployed for so long! Gah, I swear, when people say that shit to me I genuinely want to punch them in the face.

Then again, does a day go by where I don’t want to punch anyone in the face? Especially lately. Gah. Okay, maybe I need to make a list of topics that I want to cover and then devote a post to each one. Seems more organized, yes?

Okay, stay tuned my lovelies, I shall aspire to return shortly.

Namaste

24 and so over this thing called life…

I am supposed to be studying for my exam for school next week but I can’t concentrate to save my life. No matter what I do, I just can’t seem to focus long enough. “Every day I just fight, I constantly fight myself, and it’s driving me crazy.

My uncle came by today to check my computer out, he’s an IT-er. We were just talking and goofing around when I suddenly just dropped my myself, face first, into my pile of clean clothes on the sofa in my room. Next thing you know I could feel the tears filling up my eyes. Before you knew it (before I even knew it) I was crying into the pile of clothes.

I just couldn’t seem to stop crying. I cried like I have never cried before. I mean full blown crying and that then turned into hyperventilating along with crying. My uncle tried consoling me, asking me what was wrong, I tried answering in between very loud sobs.

Everything just came out. I couldn’t stop crying. It’s like someone opened the floodgates and it all came crashing down like huge waves. And neither my uncle nor I had any idea what brought this on. Next thing you know I was sobbing uncontrollably and telling my uncle how every day feels like a struggle. How every day I fight so hard against all the feelings and urges. “Every day I fight this horrible battle against myself when all I truly want to do is just die” is what I told him in between sobs. How everyone is always turning to me for everything, how everyone is pulling at me from all angles and how no one ever bothers to ask or see how I am doing. I am 24, turning 25 next weekend, and I am carrying the weight of everyone around me on my shoulders and it is exhausting. I have my own issues that keep me busy enough. I hate to sound whiny but I don’t deserve any of this.

These last few weeks I have been incredibly crabby and very very very VERY sad. Miserable even. I feel like I am tapped out, completely.

I am so tired, I don’t know what to do anymore. Completely dissociated as well.

Sigh, all I want to do is lie in bed and cry. So if I am silent for a whole, you know why…

Be free genie, be free…

Before I start my post let me say this:

Dear Williams family,

I am but a mere mortal that enjoyed all of Robin’s work and I have never met him but my prayers go out to your family. I can’t begin to imagine how you all must feel, find strength in each other and be strong, he will always be in your hearts….

Celebrity deaths usually don’t get to me that much but Robin Williams’ death really got to me. Especially HOW he died.

This man brought me so much joy and laughter and it hurts my heart to find out that he was hiding so much pain inside. That behind that infectious smile lied a troubled soul, a man suffering, a man in pain. And still, he made everyone laugh and smile. He woke up every day and put on a smile and made us laugh.

I personally know what a deep depression is like, I’ve struggled with it til this day, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.

I know what it’s like to wake up every day, put on a fake smile and pretend to be okay. He went beyond that and made the entire world laugh til our bellies ached. Despite his own pain and suffering he made it his goal to give others a good time.

You always managed to cheer me up when I needed it the most. I hope that you are finally at peace and no longer hurting. Be free genie, be free…..

Rest in Peace Mr. Williams, for you shall never be forgotten…

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Semicolon Project 218

A semicolon represents a sentence that the author could have ended, but chose not to. The author is you and the sentence is your life.

The Semicolon Project started on April 16th 2013 and got shared a million times on social networking sites. People worldwide were drawing a semicolon on their wrists to show their support in the fight against suicide, self harm, depression, anxiety etc. People everywhere are trying to raise awareness about these issues by drawing semicolon’s on their wrist, posting pics of it and tagging it with #semicolonproject416.

It’s going to be “held” annually but I guess that someone out there decided to “hold” it a bit earlier this year, today, February 18th 2014. I applaud whoever decided this because to me it can (and should) be done every day of the year. So here is my contribution for today! Another one coming April 16th!

Draw, snap, post, tag and share people! #semicolonproject218

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