I always feel like there is something missing .
Ive felt like this since I was like 11.
One day my dad told me my mom had a miscarriage with another child .. My twin. I survived though .
My twin was supposed to be identical. I feel like her being gone is why I feel like a part of me is missing. I don’t know what to do about this .
Shell never be back. So I feel like there isn’t a solution to not feeling this emptiness inside me .
Even when I find someone I really care about or love , they even do not fill up that emptiness inside me.
I want to adopt a child someday , and give them a great life that they might of never had , & to give them a life I didn’t really have as a child . I feel like that would really fill my soul, but I’m only 18, and that is years down the road .. I would love to be a mother . I want a household of many different children of all different cultures and races, I want to teach them that family doesn’t have to be by blood. Every time I am sad or crying in my bed .. I wish I had a baby next to me. I would feel so much better . It would give me motivation to wake up in the morning .
I want my life to have meaning. I wake up in the morning and I feel like I am worth nothing. I’m becoming more distant from everything . I used to be so much more creative .. Now I’m not . I just want to feel full inside . Nothing helps.
Food used to help fill me up inside , but lately I’ve been feeling like whenever I eat I feel discusting. I’m not even fat . I’ve put on a couple pounds though, because I usually just lay in bed . I just feel bad when I eat and I wish I didn’t feel this . I hate the way society sees body image and beauty .. And I don’t agree with it , but I can’t help but want to be perfect like Victoria’s Secret models.
I just want something to hold on to. Something that gives me a reason to be here and to wake up in the morning . Something that will fill my soul . I’m just tired of feeling this darkness inside me .
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I understand the looking forward to be a mother. Honestly, thats one of the things that really gets me through everything. I cant wait til I have kids and tell them how I survived. I survived by waiting for them.
I agree . I can’t wait to hold a baby in my arms some day .
I really wanted to comment on this because although she was never sure I was a twin, my mum had some problems in her pregnancy and everything she read suggested that she’d lost the baby, but I survived. When I was little I drew a picture of myself with a twin. I used to be really interested in twins or twin characters and draw them and write about them lots. And once I asked her if I’d ever had one. She’s almost certain, but of course it’s one of those things no one will really ever know. But I’m sure I was too. And it can certainly make you feel lost. A while ago someone I know was talking about loving twins and always being interested in them, and I asked her if she’d ever had one, because I heard someone say once that people who are interested in twins usually are twins, or had one at the beginning. She didn’t know, but when I started talking about feeling like I should have been one, she said, “Like a missing limb.” So I think she understood it.
That particular “missing” feeling isn’t responsible for everything you feel though. If you’re depressed and you think about suicide, then that will account for most of that emptiness.
I’ve also always wanted to adopt children someday – since I was a child. I wouldn’t rely on having children as a way to fill your soul. I think trying to rely on anyone to do that is really dangerous. Of course a child would bring you incredible joy, but they could also bring pain at times, and if you’re still unstable then you could find that a lot harder to deal with. That emptiness, those tears, that feeling that your life doesn’t have meaning and you’re worth nothing… that sounds like depression. It’s an illness and no external person in your life, even a child, can be guaranteed to cure you of it. My ex said when he had his son, it gave his life new meaning. But years later he still had a lot of those feelings, to the point that it wouldn’t have been a surprise at times if I’d found out he’d died. But there are other ways to cure those feelings. That should be the first thing you do – work on curing the depression and finding happiness again, learning to accept and love yourself and growing a bit older with more experiences, and when you’re confident with yourself the way you are (and that you can stay that way), then you’ll be in a perfect place to raise the children you’ve always dreamed about. You know it’ll be some time away anyway before you can adopt children, so you should be using this time to learn about yourself and how to light up the darkness. Keep searching and you’ll find ways you can get started on it now.
A close friend of mine had his identical twin die in childbirth. He always claimed he felt him near. Twin are special.
Yea, I thought that way for a long time. When I was younger, I wanted to be married and be normal and I wanted to have kids. Never happened. I was 40 before I even went out on a date – too late. I regret never having the opportunity of having kids. Now, I am just old and bitter and really would not have any idea how to even think about kids. I just know that now I hate other people’s kids. It is that envy thing again. just hating them for what they have and take for granted that I will never have. I fully understand that feeling of waking up every morning and feeling like you are nothing – to anyone. It would be nice to know that sort of love that only a child can have for their parent, and a parent can have for their child.
Not a woman, but i can relate. I’ve always felt like something’s missing, or that things don’t quite make sense (as in, lacking something to make sense). The only answer i’ve found so far is that you can fill that void with temporary stuff, and then when that feels inadequate (for the lack of a better word) i end up looking something new, rinse and repeat. In your case well… i do think that you have a pretty clear picture of what you want to do in the future, isn’t that wish at least some fuel to carry you there? you say you’re 18 but trust me, years fly. You won’t ever notice when you’re old enough (by your standards) to fulfill your dream.
As for the victoria secret’s thing… meh, not all men think like that (most do tho, can’t argue with that).