TechuniqueSenior Contributor
what is better?
when I was 8 it was discovered that i have a congenital spinal deformation, when I started puberty I started the teenage angst, when I was 15 I was diagnosed with Depression, at 17 I became schizoaffective, when I was 20 I began being adicted, when I was 25 I found the "right medication"
Now I am 27 years old and when I look back on my life, the first seven years were amazing, loving, happy and fun, or at least what I can remember was; but the last 19 years have just been disappointment, depression, hallucination, addiction and pain both in me (physical mental and emotional) and in how I make others feel. I can say without self pity that I am a bad person. I want to do right, I want to improve. I want nice things for everyone, myself included, but none of that has changed that I regularly hurt everyone I know, myself included (mentally not physically) I'm sitting right where I was on the day I first got checked into a psych ward. Further back, actually. Back then I thought maybe we'd figure this out. Back then I believed that if I hung on it might get better, or at least that dealing with it would eventually make me strong enough to notice it less or be familiar with it. Instead all I have to try to build on is almost two decades of memories that I try desperately to avoid because there really isn't a single happy moment in them anywhere. Yeah, I'll admit that there have been a lot of times I was laughing, or hanging out with cool people, or being excited by new ideas, but really that's just entertainment. I want to be able to look at myself with pride in something. I want to be able to look at myself with love. I want to be able to look at myself without pity. I want to be able to look at myself without feeling ashamed, not of who I have Become, because of who I have always been, and have never been able to change in the slightest. I'm so tired of being hateful towards everything within or outside of myself. I'm so tired of looking at other people with jealous rage that they can do these things that seem so small and simple for everyone else but totally impossible for me.
I know, I know, hang in there, it will get better someday. but really, what Is better?
Wherever I go, there I am and I hate that fact more than any other.