I do believe I’ve begun to talk to myself as if someone else is there. I’m talking to a pretend someone who will help me with my problems. Except I woke up last night on the verge of a panic attack with just an aching feeling of grief and loneliness, hopelessness, worthlessness. I just moaned and threw myself around in circles because no matter what, the aching never left
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Some feelings never go away… Do you find your talking to yourself actually helps you at all?
It gives me a little bit of order. But then I just feel crazy because I’m talking to myself, especially because when I do talk it’s not me talking to myself, it’s different people. I’ll pretend I’m talking to a therapist or a significant other than I don’t have. And when I’m done talking I feel even more lost because there really isn’t anyone there
Reminds me of myself a bit. Loneliness is destructively tormenting I’ve found. Knowing that nobody is there is horrible and it’s hard to live with, and sometimes, it just doesn’t get much better.