Should I stay or should I go? If you love someone but you are causing them harm mentally should you stay? Even if you two love each other? This decision is killing me. Everyone that im around I effect in a negative way. My emotions are to strong. When im depressed and dont eat others around me do everything in their power to cheer me up and when that fails they go from understanding to being annoyed at me. It makes me feel like shit. Even right now, sitting among a friend watching Bobs Burgers for the first time Im trying not to freak out. My heart is pounding, my head is throbbing, and I have a fever. My sleep is more like a unexpected death. I never know exactly when I fall asleep but im always confused when I wake up. I dont dream its only darkness. I wake up still feeling tired. Cold, Empty, Detached. I dont think I have much time left…
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Hey Raven,
i understand that feeling.my friends ask me to “snap out of it’.
however you do not live for your friends. you have your own life .
They might not be able to understand the situation your in.
live it to the the fullest .
But then I have nothing to live for. Like for me I dont have a purpose.
What helps me during anxiety attacks is that I remember those are just disproportionate reactions of my body to the outside stimuli. I try to not focus on anything except on taking deep breaths and exhaling. I also had problems with physical symptoms, like heart pounding heavily, dizziness, sharp pain in my sides, all because of anxiety. When I remember and repeatedly tell myself that it’s just the anxiety, that I am not feeling a “real” pain, that I’m not actually sick, these symptoms fade after a while.
It doesn’t deal with what causes them, it doesn’t solve my problems, but helps me deal with anxiety attacks.
About friends – I was in similar positions. Friends always tried to help, but over time they would get annoyed. I dealt with it by “spreading” the weight, so I won’t overwhelm my friends with sudden outburst and this site helped me a lot. Even when I wasn’t ready to share, reading what others were going through was like reading my own story, which helped me. I guess we all need some coping mechanism.
I hope this helps at least a little bit.