The waves of suicidal ideation are super gigantic tonight. My latest muddle should never have happened. I am so careful with it. I take responsibility for it by avoiding situations where it can be an issue. This should never ever have happened!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNOW how big a muddle this is. I KNOW that no one seems to have an answer for it. Thus I keep it buried in the depths of my soul. The trigger that has brought it all pouring out should never ever have happened!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm struggling SO MUCH and I have NO ONE that I can talk through this muddle with, until I see my turtle whisperer on Tuesday. I don't even need to actually talk about it, I just need someone here in the real world to sit with me while I cry.
This should never have happened, damn it. Nothing in the world can get this genie back in its bottle, except a whole lot of time.
THIS is why every person I have ever loved has walked out of my world. THIS is why I am so isolated. You don't see it here in Forum Land, and that's why Forum Land works well for me. The trigger should never ever have happened!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is why Fred told me I am creepy and weird. This is why he told me I was too weird for anyone to ever love me. This is why he told me I could only ever be loved in my imagination.
And he was right. Other psychologists might say it in more gentle, euphamistic ways, but they say the same thing. Those few people who know this particuar part of the puzzle have no answer for it. There IS no answer for it. By definition there simply is no answer.
I've known for many years that there is no answer to this particular part of the puzzle, that is why fixing it isn't one of my treatment goals. I truly believe that with the right support, I can create a life worth living in spite of this most fundamental muddle. But I also know that the way I manage this part of the puzzle is to keep myself safe from it being triggered. And generally I am pretty good at that. The other week was the first time in a really really really long time that I fell into a situation where the issue became an issue. And I know from a thousand past experiences that nothing but a whole lot of time is going to settle the consquent storm.
Today is hard, and tomorrow is going to be hard, and the day after that and the day after that and the day after that and the day after that...
This should never ever have happened and I so badly wish with all my heart that there was someone really here right now to sit with me as I cry out the grief of this most fundamental aspect of my muddle having been ripped wide open. I really need someone here, and there is nobody. There is no one.
(Please don't respond).