I hate the stench of stale tobacco on my clothes. I hate the sensation of being far from reality when the drugs attack my body and mind. I hate the lack of sensibility when the devils nectar poisons my brain. I hate stealing from the oblivious shopkeepers. I hate driving when intoxicated and drugged, smiling at the police officers that watch me beaming- as though they gather I have nothing to hide behind my misleading smile. I hate when the doctors tell me I am doing fine.
I’ve long perfected the ability to play the game right and pretend that I am same.
As I drive down the main highway of Brisbane I am conscious of the smell of roll ups lingering even with the windows rolled all the way down. When I take a sharp turn I can hear the clink of the empty bottles of sugar free cruisers that roll into one another. I am ashamed that I have taken up smoking again, that I have started drinking again, and for the first time in three years- begun doing illicit drugs again. I’ll do anything to escapee the realism of my pain. I wish there were another way.
As I speed down the highways, I wish a cop would pull me over for DUI and speeding. When I steal, I wish shopkeepers would catch me so I would not do it again. When I touch illicit drugs, I wish the nurses would realise as I return to the hospital I am forced to call home – and get the help I need. I wish I knew not how to lie. My pyschatrist – Malcom is an excellent doctor. But I am afraid to admit the errors of my present. I don’t want want to have to say it out loud for it would make it all seem so real.
What am I meant to do?
I hate who I am and who I have become. I left NFC – a mental institution for the mentally unwell – in a state of recovery. But all that has diminished and I have become who I despise once again.
I have become myself.
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May I say again, you have written almost exactly my thoughts & feelings.
What part of brisbane do you inhabit? I’m close to the city.
I never thought there would be someone else who felt so much the same as me.
I’m from Enoggera
What about yourself?
Also new to this forum lol I thought it was American
Lol I’m pretty new too. There are a few aussies on here. I’m in Bardon.
Do they have some sort of PM to talk on if your interested ?
I like talking to people who understand, it’s so hard having friends that can’t comphrend what your going through
I’m new to Brisbane so I don’t actually know where that is.. I’m from Townsville
Sadly theres no PM on here. Ooo Townsville, I went there years ago & liked it. We’re only a couple of suburbs away. Probably literally a few blocks away, just down the main road. Lol. None of my ‘friends’ know how I really feel. They’re mostly too wrapped up in their own worlds & I havnt seen them for years.
The only PM service (PMS! Haha!) I can think of is facebook messenger…
Would you want to fb message one another?
Unfortunately all my friends kind of know of my condition due to the fact that I was admitted to hospital after a failed suicide attempt, but I barely hear from the ones in Townsville for (like you and your friends) are too caught up in their own world – though I doubt they know the severity
Sure! You can find me at http://www.facebook.com/kateralia
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Hi, if you dont know already, mercury poisoning has the ability to cause all kinds of problems, including suicidal tendencies… I had severe mercury poisoning and am still affected very negatively…. Mine was in fillings in my teeth, but there are tons , literally, of it in the environment
I’m sorry to hear :/
Whats your facebook?
I don’t want to post my real name on here :/
Sorry Hun
Oh yeah, sorry, my bad. No prob. If u really wanna chat u cld drop me an email. Its in my profile. Either way im cool.