Today, as well as on and off for the past couple of days, I have been breaking down and don't even understand why. I've always been known as the strong one and right now I don't feel so strong. I instead feel weak, lost, and in need of something I cannot find. My favorite 4-legged friend, Rev, is even worried about me, (he crawls in my lap and gives me his kind of hug).
For the first time in a long time I feel a need to self-harm. I feel the need to hurt myself or admit myself to the ER and I haven't felt these ways in many years. But I won't do either as it is no longer the thing for me to do. My life is a damned mess and all I can think about is how did I put myself here. Why do I hate myself so bad? Why do I self-sabotage when things are going fantastically well for me? What am I missing here? What am I afraid of? These are just some of the questions I need answers to and only I can answer them.
For me, self-harming is a means to an end. It takes the mental pain away and relieves it for a while with actual physical pain.
*** Never published till now.
As I wander the earth in search of my peace and happiness, this is where I'll post my rants where it concerns my mental health as I discover things about my Bipolar Disorder, my Borderline Personality Disorder, and other medical issues. Here is where you will read and explore the things I am going through.
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