bitterbuddhaCasual Contributor
Spiralling Thoughts
Hello,
I don't know who I am or why I'm doing this. All sense of a self was obliterated by an act on my 3 year old self and the resulting acts of trying to hold it all together in a world that seems deeply unsafe for everyone.
Depression, anxiety, CPTSD. Schizophrenic symptoms, maybe bipolar, most likely BPD. And an autistic mind in a trans body, all that moving through this world the past 30 something years.
Lately, I've been isolating until I'm well enough to deserve friends again. Isolation is easy to do, living alone and family cut off, friends rarely message or visit. The problematic of course is not just the idea of earning back the right to friendship, but how "well" I want to be.
Basically I don't want any of the conditions of the second paragraph. I've internalised a lot of self-hatred thanks to my family, government, and society at large (the three branches of evil in my life).
I don't know why I'm doing this. It's too hard to manage, I've driven friends away for how unmanageable it is, and I'm so tired and afraid. I'm supposed to wait two more weeks to see a new psych, but I have such little faith in psychology and in myself.
I'm sorry for All of This.