Being stuck and scared
I'm half asleep and its the middle of the night, but I really need to write this stuff or I will go crazy. Or more crazy. I really need to write about things that happened to me. Not here, just to myself. I don't care if this isn't the right or official way to do things, this is what I really need to do. I was so ecstatic to find that it actually felt like things were resolved with this one incident that I managed to write about. An incident that probably equates to one millisecond of my time being abused. But it's a start. So all I need to do is write about the rest of the times.
Except that's where I'm stuck. And I'm back to my old problem of 'I can't talk about it'. It's just so hard. That stuff is scary and sick and disturbing. Why would I even want to go there. Part of me is still standing around with my fingers in my ears trying not to hear and pretending nothing happened. It's really hard. I'm scared about how much it might hurt.
Another thing that's scary is thinking about what I might be left with in the end. It's kind of hard to admit this..... but who am I going to be if I'm not that hurt and scared kid, or the guy with a huge chip on his shoulder that hates everyone and everything. Or the morbid and suicidal guy. It seems like part of my identity is being a victim?? Not that I want this. And what if "I'm not really lazy and unmotivated, it's just PTSD" turns out to actually be nope, I really am lazy and unmotivated. Seems like my hobbies are: being overly anxious about minor events, cutting or burning myself, making myself throw up, having nightmares and just generally being a complete mess. What will I do if I'm not doing that? Who am I really???
My place in my family is being the little kid who needs lots of love and care. My whole childhood was not awful, but for a lot of it I was alone and left to fend for myself. So I really appreciate what I have now. I have to grow up some time though. It's scary to think about that, like who would I be then? And how would they relate to me?
My girlfriend I think probably got with me because she had that girl thing of "I can save you". She is my biggest helper and supporter. But what if I don't need a helper and supporter any more?? What will happen then? Maybe she won't want me anymore? I still want her. As well as being my supporter she is smart and funny and insane. But it's just hard to imagine how things might be if I'm not the hurt person who needs saved anymore.
Being stuck seems like it has it's advantages...? But at the same time I want to do this and I want to move on. I HATE this. For like 5 years now I've been stuck in this, just never really making progress, or fixing one thing and having something new take it's place. I need to get away from this. I'm so sick of it. I need it to leave me alone. It's not like I can just put it to the side and take a break for a bit. I do really need to do it now, then just move on. I don't know what the point in this post is, but I think I can sleep now.
Except that's where I'm stuck. And I'm back to my old problem of 'I can't talk about it'. It's just so hard. That stuff is scary and sick and disturbing. Why would I even want to go there. Part of me is still standing around with my fingers in my ears trying not to hear and pretending nothing happened. It's really hard. I'm scared about how much it might hurt.
Another thing that's scary is thinking about what I might be left with in the end. It's kind of hard to admit this..... but who am I going to be if I'm not that hurt and scared kid, or the guy with a huge chip on his shoulder that hates everyone and everything. Or the morbid and suicidal guy. It seems like part of my identity is being a victim?? Not that I want this. And what if "I'm not really lazy and unmotivated, it's just PTSD" turns out to actually be nope, I really am lazy and unmotivated. Seems like my hobbies are: being overly anxious about minor events, cutting or burning myself, making myself throw up, having nightmares and just generally being a complete mess. What will I do if I'm not doing that? Who am I really???
My place in my family is being the little kid who needs lots of love and care. My whole childhood was not awful, but for a lot of it I was alone and left to fend for myself. So I really appreciate what I have now. I have to grow up some time though. It's scary to think about that, like who would I be then? And how would they relate to me?
My girlfriend I think probably got with me because she had that girl thing of "I can save you". She is my biggest helper and supporter. But what if I don't need a helper and supporter any more?? What will happen then? Maybe she won't want me anymore? I still want her. As well as being my supporter she is smart and funny and insane. But it's just hard to imagine how things might be if I'm not the hurt person who needs saved anymore.
Being stuck seems like it has it's advantages...? But at the same time I want to do this and I want to move on. I HATE this. For like 5 years now I've been stuck in this, just never really making progress, or fixing one thing and having something new take it's place. I need to get away from this. I'm so sick of it. I need it to leave me alone. It's not like I can just put it to the side and take a break for a bit. I do really need to do it now, then just move on. I don't know what the point in this post is, but I think I can sleep now.