I’m writing this while in a bad mood, so I might not even feel the same later on. Or maybe I will. I don’t know. Excuse my ramblings.
The past 3 nights I’ve actually gotten sleep. Like a full 8 hours, no waking up, no real trouble going to sleep. The only reason I got sleep in the first place was because I took an over the counter sleeping pill. The kind you take for headaches and pain but also to help you sleep. I shouldn’t have to resort to taking pills, but I do. I should be happy that I finally got some damn sleep, but no, I can’t even be happy about something so small. I can’t be happy about anything. I’m mad at myself for even complaining on here when people have it so much worse than I do. Why can’t I reconcile that? Why can’t I just appreciate what IÂ do have? What the fuck is wrong with me? I just want to be a normal person. I don’t want to stress so much over things that I induce panic attacks. I don’t want to think so much that I can’t sleep at night. And for god’s sake can some money just fall into my lap right now?
I’m such a hypocrite. I’ve told a few people on here to tell their families and friends or whoever how they feel. Yet I can barely manage to do the same. I’ve already done so once. I don’t want to be a burden on an already struggling family. But, pretending to be happy or smiling has proven to be next to impossible to do any more. So most of the time I end up saying nothing. I can occassionally force myself to make jokes or laugh and seem somewhat like my old happy-self. My parents are not idiots. They know I’m not acting normal. Everytime I’m around them I’m almost expecting to be confronted about my behavior. That hasn’t happened yet, and I’m thankful for it because I don’t know what I’d say. My gut wants me to be honest. My brain is convincing me that I won’t be taken seriously. My parents love and care about me but I know they think I have no reason to feel like I do. I know I have no real reason to feel this way. My dad doesn’t even know the full extent of it. I told my mom not to tell him that I thought about killing myself. He’d probably look at me like I was crazy and then not say anything or just “why?”. Closed book, that man. That and he’s stressed enough about his job, so I can’t add to that.
Some days I just feel like giving up. I want to end it all. But I don’t at the same time. Not just because I’m scared or that I don’t want to hurt the people who love me, just that I want a chance to rid myself of this. I want a chance to do something with my life.
The holidays are the worst. No, winter is the worst. I hate winter. I want to crawl into a cave like a bear and sleep it off. I hate the cold. I hate the dead trees. I hate the gray sky. It’s always fucking gray, as if to exacerbate my mood even further.
Then there’s the shiny, happy people buying buying buying. Spending money here, spending money there. Christmas is sooo great isn’t it? Thing is, part of me wants to be one of those happy, holiday lovers. I just envy their Christmas cheer. How can anybody be that cheerful? There’s just so much shit that’s wrong with this world how can anybody be happy? Maybe it’s just me, and my pissy toxic mood right now. Sorry if I wasted anyone’s time reading this. I just needed to rant so bad.
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I understand. Especially on the winter portion, it seems to make it all worse. Broke and cold… ugh
Yep. Winter makes me so miserable. So does being poor.
You are not the burden in your family, you are the centre of it. Without you those two beings you always love and sometimes punish will wither and die. Yes, it’s easy to tell people to tell their families and then funk it yourself. I would never dream of telling my parents because they are of a generation that regards suicide as not only self-murder, but as the murder of a family. You have great empathy skills – you know all this already. Sometimes you have to stay alive for other people. But there’s a consolation in that – when you get through to the other side of it, you find that denying yourself for the sake of loved ones has given you another chance.
One thing you need to learn is patience. Your chances will come – there is no doubt about that. It is how you deal with them that counts; the biggest challenge of all is seperating the fake from the genuine – that takes study and wisdom and clear thinking. 20 is your training ground; your dry run; your practice shot. You should be bringing every piece of your personality to bear on everything to see and hear and read and feel – is this for me? Is this useful for me? How can I help myself with this? How can I help the people I love with this? It is helpful to think of your whole life as an awakening process – becoming alert to the possibilities of everything over a period of time which you can only regard as extended grace. Life is a skill not a gift – it has to be learned. And when the real chances arrive – you will know them for what they are – because you trained yourself to be alert to them. Life comes for everyone, just as death does.
I am also someone whose mood is deeply affected by the seasons. I don’t mind December, but I have a hard time getting through the cold, bleak months of January and February. The thing to remember about Christmas, and New Year, and Easter, etc, is that they are celebrations for other people, or, if you prefer, celebrations for yourself at other times in your life. I quite like Christmas – but I didn’t until I started my first job, a job I hated so much that the few days I had off at Christmas were almost a miracle – so what I hated at 20 I absolutely welcomed at 30. I know an old/young time traveller like you has access to all this forbidden knowledge – she just hasn’t opened the package yet.
I can’t tell you very much about money – poverty has been my downfall. But that’s because I didn’t find out until I was about 35 just how important money is, and how much damage it, or the lack ot it, can do. I will add one thing though – most people are stupid, but they seem to do quite well. Therefore the secret of remaining comfortable must be easily learned – it’s just that you are speaking to someone who never learned it.
I hope you have a better night tonight. Oh, I read your comment on the other thread – anything you need to know, just say and I’ll do my best to answer.
Causeway, thanks for making me smile. The part about me being a time traveller, got a kick out of that one. :]
God, I don’t even know what to say. You took time out to write all of that, and I have nothing to say. Except thanks and I will take your advice to heart. Truly, I mean that, but my brain is not functioning tonight.
The question I had was (which might make you laugh); how did you come up with your username? From the Giant’s Causeway or do you just like roadways over large bodies of water?
Yes, I took it from the Giant’s Causeway, though also because of it’s ‘crossing’ qualities, as I was planning to cross to the other side if you see what I mean (which gives you some idea of my mordant humour).
You don’t need to think up replies for me, that’s not a problem, and there are people posting here in more immediate need of help than I am, and probably more deserving of your attention. I feel guilty – there are so many new posts here every day, and so many seem to be from a very dark place, and I don’t know what to say.
I thought so.
Those people – the ones you think are more deserving of my attention – I never know what to say to them either. Don’t sell yourself short, just because you feel your reasoning may not be as urgent, doesn’t mean that any one should care any less. Until you come on here and say, “GoodGirl, I’ve had an epiphany, I’m not going to kill myself” I won’t stop caring.
Oh, one more random question, Jess.ins and I were talking about astrological signs, what is yours? I’m a Leo. Curiosity killed the cat…no pun intended.
haha, you probly won’t like this but I’m Gemini.
The twins! hahaha I have an aunt who’s a gemini, we get along great. She’s kinda crazy though…are you crazy? lol
If I’m going to have an ephiphany it will be delivered in a brown envelope to my home – when that happens, I’ll let you know what the result is.
Goodnight – try to get some rest.
Okay, okay. Goodnight causeway.