My whole life has seemed a blur, like nothing is real and everything is just underlined with pain. I actually come from a successful and wealthy background, I have never been left wanting for more. However, for some reason the only thoughts  I seem to house are ones of suicide. It happens in the shower, at work, in bed, at family gatherings….. absolutely everywhere. Its like being tortured and destroyed from the inside out. About a year ago I met someone who was the first person I ever opened up to. I told him how I felt over time, and he promised to help and love me. I always had a nagging feeling in the back of mind that he would never stick it out. I blamed the  depression…. tried to brush it off as paranoia. We tried medication, therapy… anything we could think of to fix me…. but nothing worked. Recently, over the past few months, this boy has become more and more distant until one day he changed his facebook relationship status to single without a word. He never spoke to me about what was wrong, nor did he attempt to work together to overcome his feelings. The most he says to me is I ruined his happiness and he will take me back when he is ready, if he decides to. Every since this ive cried myself to sleep every night wondering how I am able to destroy other people when there is nothing of me left. I have no friends and no one I trust enough to speak to. My only friend is my puppy, he is the only thing stopping me from od-ing. I cry myself to sleep every night and wish I could fade away. I wish I knew how to make this pain end.
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People tend to blame the most convenient person around them for their problems. I used to let my family tell me that everything that ever went wrong was my fault including my parents screwed up marriage (which was because my dad cheated on my mom) to how my brother does not listen to my parents, but one day I realized that it was the choices they made and I was no part of bad decisions they lead their lives with.
How other people might feel is not your fault. No matter what they tell you.
Take care.
Hey, I have the feeling I’m in the same situation as you.
Except that he hasn’t left me.. yet.
We have been together for awhile, the only difference is I never tell him why I cry, also I try to hide it from him.
You’re supposed to be a happy couple, right?
Can I ask you, are you able to hold your tears for in the evenings when you’re alone?
I doubt that he suddenly stopped loving you, but try to be happy for both of you, at least when he’s there. Ofcourse you should be open to him, but try to control your emotions.
The only solutions I thought of so far (since I’m too much of a coward to suicide let stand leave my family and that one guy) has been coma. But after all the research I did it still doesn’t seem like the right thing. So here I am, behind my pc, in my bed.
I suppose the best thing you could do is take a break and maybe find someone who’s going through the same as you are and become friends and get out of it, together.