Somebody actually told me this today. They have it backwards - I'll let literally anybody help me.
I don't know how much longer I can keep hold of my sanity. I was talking to a friend about this today. I go to sleep at night, have troubled dreams, wake up the next day, waste my time or go to work, then come home and do it again. Nobody would care if I would die tomorrow. A few people would be upset for a few days, maybe a week or two. But it wouldn't really matter to anybody overall. That's terrifying. I cannot rationalize a reason to wake up tomorrow. That's scares me to the core.
All I ever wanted was to be important to somebody. Loved and needed. I never wanted money, no more than enough to live reasonably. I never wanted power or fame. All I wanted was to be important to somebody. But that's something I could never hold on to, and so the rest never mattered to me either. Why did I give a fuck if I got a good education or got a good job if nobody cared about me? And that's a large part of the reason I had to drop out of school due to lack of motivation.
And I told her this, and all she could say was "We've talked about this before. You won't let anybody help you, so I don't know what to say."
I won't let anybody help me?! I've tried everything. I've tried medication and therapy. I'll try anything. I'm practically begging for help, shamelessly. I'm calling for help from the mountaintops. If you have a pulse, you are qualified to help me, as far as I'm concerned. Jesus, how can I be so misunderstood over something that seems so simple and so obvious to me?
I don't know how much longer I can keep hold of my sanity. I was talking to a friend about this today. I go to sleep at night, have troubled dreams, wake up the next day, waste my time or go to work, then come home and do it again. Nobody would care if I would die tomorrow. A few people would be upset for a few days, maybe a week or two. But it wouldn't really matter to anybody overall. That's terrifying. I cannot rationalize a reason to wake up tomorrow. That's scares me to the core.
All I ever wanted was to be important to somebody. Loved and needed. I never wanted money, no more than enough to live reasonably. I never wanted power or fame. All I wanted was to be important to somebody. But that's something I could never hold on to, and so the rest never mattered to me either. Why did I give a fuck if I got a good education or got a good job if nobody cared about me? And that's a large part of the reason I had to drop out of school due to lack of motivation.
And I told her this, and all she could say was "We've talked about this before. You won't let anybody help you, so I don't know what to say."
I won't let anybody help me?! I've tried everything. I've tried medication and therapy. I'll try anything. I'm practically begging for help, shamelessly. I'm calling for help from the mountaintops. If you have a pulse, you are qualified to help me, as far as I'm concerned. Jesus, how can I be so misunderstood over something that seems so simple and so obvious to me?
Comment