QueenieSenior Contributor
Yesterday
Yesterday I did something I am not proud of health wise and mental health wise. I had been self harm free for many years but there was simply the straw the broke the camel's back. What was it you may ask? Being told by my wife I am not important as other members of the family. I know this is true but it broke my heart to hear it. All I crave is acceptance of who I am and to be told this, shattered all I had built up to. I did this while I was home alone all day. I know its a major setback in my recovery.
Truth is while I lurk on the fringe here in the forum, I am like that in reality too. I am a lurker and nobody will miss someone who isn't fully present all the time. I know that is my fault I am not present, I find it hard to give to people when the same isn't reciprocated.
I was also extremely triggered by homework my psychologist is having me do. I have to write down my top 20 most worst memories from my life and actually address them in some way so they won't hurt me anymore. Truth is I've hidden a lot and don't talk about them for a reason - judgement by all concerned.
I get teased by my wife about my past demons around drug use and alcoholism. My family is not accepting that I am gay. I had a child but it died - stillborn (I've never told a soul about that as the child was the product of a drunken one night stand).
I feel like giving up on the world because well, by and large it gave up on me a long time ago. I have to now talk about abuse I endured as a child. It makes me want to blow my mind on drugs and alcohol. Instead, here I am typing because yesterday was so painful and here I am home alone again (I am pushing the urges to harm myself away as much as I can and typing my feelings here helps more than you could know).
Nothing is forever it seems!