It´s my birthday and I´m just finding it hard enough not to do something my Family would call damn stupid. It´s a struggle not to slash my wrists with the piece of jagged glass I keep on my Person. Or to jump of the roof. I feel disgusted with my self when I think about poor Kids starving and People dieing because they can´t help it. It feels like I am letting them down when my Troubles seem so small. But at some Point in life I stopped seeing the goodness and Beauty of each day. Sometime, I think I´m going crazy because I hear and see things which don´t exist but I have no way of getting treated. I wake up scared each daybut somehow I´m resigned to it all. For so many years I was perfect. I worked perfectly, I had everyting under control. Now, I have let go. So Long, I lived according to what others wanted of me and now I am conflicted. I have lost so much but I´m still Young. That´s supposed to make it all better, but that just means I have so much more pent up regret for days to come. I don´t tell this to People Close to me because they worry but won´t help me, the way I Need to be helped. It is also embarassing for them so I´m silent. It is such a strain sometimes
So even if nobody reads this or understands, I feel better for having for once said what I want to say. Sorry for the speeling mistakes, this progrma keeps capitalizing.
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Happy birthday.
This is my birthday weekend as well
I think I know what you mean. I remember when I was a teen, it was so hard to figure out what the “right” thing to do was, because I kept getting conflicts between what one person expected, compared to what another person might expect. Parents were divorced, my mom remarried to a drug addict, and things just went haywire – I learned the hard way that trying to live up to the expectations given to you by other people will often lead to very bad results, and the only reasonable way to live is to establish your own realistic expectations for yourself, based on what you feel is the right way to do things. If you feel upset about the suffering others go through, or feel guilty because you think you have it better than those people do, then try to do something about it – try to help, to be a force for good in the lives of those around you. You don’t need to solve their problems or fix their lives, because that’s impossible, but the act of caring and the little things you can do is often more than what anyone else is doing. It’s also a good way to put your own problems into perspective and it gives your subconscious mind time to mull over how to resolve whatever issues you’re confronted with in your own life.
Just $0.02 from a crazy fantasy creature from a Dr. Seuss book.
Happy birthday, by the way. 🙂
I’m so sorry about you feeling the way you do. I know how you feel though, I have these very same thoughts.
Why am I complaining or talking about my stupid problems when there are starving people in the world?
Happy birthday, though.
I know it’s not much, but if you want to email me and talk, I will listen.
brl.cents@gmail.com is my email.
A thneed is something everyone needs. I feel your pain maya, I remember being young. LOL. Dang I’m still young, so I’m not calling you a baby, but looking back 9 or 10 years, I was a baby. We feel grown up, so young. LOL. =). There is so much for you to do dear, you are not the only one who feels depressed. There are many of us. Do the things that make you feel good. Everyone on here wants to help eachother. It feels good. Anyone who reads this, I appreciate it. I appreciate all your thoughts, all your pain;I have thought them and felt them too. Not to say I know exactly how it feels, because we can never tell how it feels for another person, but it’s similar. Life sucks, yeah. But it really doesn’t when things are good. You cannot honestly tell me life sucks, when you feel good. It’s awesome, for all the times you wanted to kill yourself, there’s still those times we as humans have just loved being alive. That’s worth it. By worth it, I mean struggling through. Someday, things get better. The more you try, the better the results. I swear to you. You have to commit to yourself; that you want to be happy again, and you won’t let this shit in the way. I know you don’t feel worth it, but we are. Us beautiful human creatures. Any one of us is worth it.
If you base your decision to continue living, rather than checking out (proverbially), on how you feel… what if how you feel rarely changes, regardless of circumstances? I think there has to be more to it or there’s a risk that people might fall into the trap of thinking that how they feel is sometimes something they should be afraid of, or try to avoid. Even those bad emotions – anger, fear, pain, sadness, despair, etc – are purely human, and just another part of what it means to be alive.