Maybe no one cares, and i really wouldn’t blame you.
its not like i have some sad story, a problem people can pitty me with. no.. i have never seen some of the troubles alot of other people have.
but its not pitty that i want either. more of a understanding from the people around. an explanation for why i always wear long sleeves, even in 100 degree weather.
why i NEVER want to hang out, because i dont have the motivation, and would rather be in my room sleeping all day.
I want to tell my mom so bad, but every time i bring up the subjects she get un comfortable and changes the discussion so fast. so i stay quiet from everyone. wondering if anyone even cares enough to ask whats wrong. but no one does. no one even notices.
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I care. I know how you feel and its a horrible feeling:( keep your head up, things do get better!
I know what you mean. It’s the exact same with me. But what’s your passion in life?
What’s wrong?
No one ever thinks they’ve gone through problems servere enough to justify their illnesses. I know the feeling, I’m constantly comparing my life to others and getting angry at myself for have this illness when I’ve “never gone through a tough time”. That is simply our illness talking. Stay strong and seek help. You’re worth it darl
I agree with Scarlett. Also, if you ever want to talk to someone since you can’t talk to your family, I’m here.
I do care and so do many others on this website. When I was in my early 20’s and in college, I had a vivid dream about going home to see my family. At a family picnic, I wandered around invisible. No one could see me.
Many times parents and other family members, including friends, simply don’t know what to say. I know this may sound silly, but my best friends in all this struggle have been my cats. A good cat is like a link to the angels, someone who listens and soothes you with soft fur and gentle purrs. Or, if you prefer dogs, perhaps. But dogs tend to be more active, while cats will sit and listen forever.
My part Siamese is sitting on my lap as I type, her head resting on one arm. She gives me peace and caring when no one else will or can.
There are no simple cures or answers, but if you can someday find a caring therapist, that kind of person can help. If they aren’t caring, they rarely help. I’ve had both kinds.
Look at Robin Williams, with all the money and support he needed, and he still could not win that battle. Then look at me. I’m still alive at 70, never married, no children. I live with 2 cats and one dog, own my home with 3 acres of wooded land surrounding and good neighbors. I’m alone, but safe in a home of my own creation where I can have peace of mind.
I wish you well, dear One. Earth life is not easy for a sensitive soul.
I just want to say thank you to all of you who took the time to read what I had to say, and wrote a comment. it means more to me than anyone will ever know. I can’t thank you guys enough for the words of encouragement and support. even though I don’t any of you, I love you all. ??