Not for me
As i try to move ahead with my life, i find more reasons that I can't. I keep looking for validation that I am not as bad and messed up as I think, but I seem to only to find confirmation that I am what I already know myself to be.
I chat and read posts and the scholarly articles about my feelings and actions only to find they are tied to some screwed up diagnosis. There is never anything that says i am ok. I am just one pathetic diagnosis after another. No hope....only condemnation. I don't know what healing is, i don't know what hope is. I do know what being alone and having to be alone is. The diagnosis all tell me how i don't have a clue what i am really supposed to feel versus what i do feel. Everything is tied to some sick or twisted thought or acting out. I don't truly do anything because it makes me feel safe or a simple pleasure. I do it because i am sick! And that when I the shame and guilt are his and not mine, I will be able to just move forward, put my past behind and just be happy.
I am supposed to crave human companionship, wanting to be loved and want to give love in return. I am not supposed to hate myself for what he did to me. I am not to have enjoyed some of the things I have done because they were inappropriate substitutes. It is wrong that I want to be left alone, that I don't want to be touched.
I am supposed to believe that my wife loves me for me. How can she do that when I don't even know who I am. She will be understanding and forgiving. I am supposed to believe that she doesn't cringe in disgust in a secret spot of her mind when she tries to imagine what I did with him. That she finds happiness and safety with me. How could she find those things by being with me when I don't feel those in my life. You cant give what you dont have.
I am supposed to try and convince my wife that the reason I can't have sex with her is not because of her, but because of things that I can't tell her about. I am supposed to believe that this puts her fears and insecurities to rest. Or better yet, try couples therapy so I can set there and have someone tell me why my wife feels what she feels but that it's not my fault. If I just open up and let the shit out, it will all be fine.
I believe that she needs to leave and go find a man that can truly make her happy. She deserves a man who can meet her needs both physically and emotionally. She doesn't deserve the shell of man that hides sadness, hate and evil.
Everything about me is wrong. I don't believe or understand why i would be lovable. People say because I exist that I deserve to be loved and understood. I am supposed to want someone to care for me. I cannot understand that at all.
Someone asked me why if i don't want healing, why am I here on MS.
I think that is a very valid question. It is not that I don't want to heal. It's just that because of everything it require of me and the harm and hurt it would cause those that I care about, I simply cannot do it for me. It is too high of a price to ask them to pay. I have cost them so much already.
I don't know why I shared this here other than to thank all of you who have been so kind to me. I just don't know if I can keep going or not with this. It is too painful and I am so scared that I will go through all of this and still be the same person in the same place, hating the fact that I exist.
I chat and read posts and the scholarly articles about my feelings and actions only to find they are tied to some screwed up diagnosis. There is never anything that says i am ok. I am just one pathetic diagnosis after another. No hope....only condemnation. I don't know what healing is, i don't know what hope is. I do know what being alone and having to be alone is. The diagnosis all tell me how i don't have a clue what i am really supposed to feel versus what i do feel. Everything is tied to some sick or twisted thought or acting out. I don't truly do anything because it makes me feel safe or a simple pleasure. I do it because i am sick! And that when I the shame and guilt are his and not mine, I will be able to just move forward, put my past behind and just be happy.
I am supposed to crave human companionship, wanting to be loved and want to give love in return. I am not supposed to hate myself for what he did to me. I am not to have enjoyed some of the things I have done because they were inappropriate substitutes. It is wrong that I want to be left alone, that I don't want to be touched.
I am supposed to believe that my wife loves me for me. How can she do that when I don't even know who I am. She will be understanding and forgiving. I am supposed to believe that she doesn't cringe in disgust in a secret spot of her mind when she tries to imagine what I did with him. That she finds happiness and safety with me. How could she find those things by being with me when I don't feel those in my life. You cant give what you dont have.
I am supposed to try and convince my wife that the reason I can't have sex with her is not because of her, but because of things that I can't tell her about. I am supposed to believe that this puts her fears and insecurities to rest. Or better yet, try couples therapy so I can set there and have someone tell me why my wife feels what she feels but that it's not my fault. If I just open up and let the shit out, it will all be fine.
I believe that she needs to leave and go find a man that can truly make her happy. She deserves a man who can meet her needs both physically and emotionally. She doesn't deserve the shell of man that hides sadness, hate and evil.
Everything about me is wrong. I don't believe or understand why i would be lovable. People say because I exist that I deserve to be loved and understood. I am supposed to want someone to care for me. I cannot understand that at all.
Someone asked me why if i don't want healing, why am I here on MS.
I think that is a very valid question. It is not that I don't want to heal. It's just that because of everything it require of me and the harm and hurt it would cause those that I care about, I simply cannot do it for me. It is too high of a price to ask them to pay. I have cost them so much already.
I don't know why I shared this here other than to thank all of you who have been so kind to me. I just don't know if I can keep going or not with this. It is too painful and I am so scared that I will go through all of this and still be the same person in the same place, hating the fact that I exist.
