It's about shame
ForeverFighting
Registrant
There are friends I would like to talk to, but I am ashamed of the problems I fight. I would like to be this person people think I am, happy, funny, caring. But every few weeks, my old brain gets the best of me and I reach for the old tools, the acting out and the emotional fortress where nobody gets in and little of the real me gets out.
I have a friend I would like to be able to call when these old thoughts come. You know, somebody who understands and could help me switch my brain onto another path. But my past makes me look at things and think about things people out there wouldn't understand. I don't want to think about those things, like looking at pictures of the porn guy I think I'm supposed to be. How could I possible tell a friend about any of that? He'd think I was a freak. Or worse, what if these are issues he has but hasn't gone there, and now here I am and now I'm feeling nervous, scared of a friend?
This place is one of few where we can speak the unspeakable. Inside it feels like if the people around me really knew what goes through my mind, they'd hate me. It's the shame talking.
I have a friend I would like to be able to call when these old thoughts come. You know, somebody who understands and could help me switch my brain onto another path. But my past makes me look at things and think about things people out there wouldn't understand. I don't want to think about those things, like looking at pictures of the porn guy I think I'm supposed to be. How could I possible tell a friend about any of that? He'd think I was a freak. Or worse, what if these are issues he has but hasn't gone there, and now here I am and now I'm feeling nervous, scared of a friend?
This place is one of few where we can speak the unspeakable. Inside it feels like if the people around me really knew what goes through my mind, they'd hate me. It's the shame talking.