Tatiaona
April 29th, 2012, 11:49 AM
Hey guys, I used to come on here before, but I keep forgetting my login info and the site didn't send me a new password so I made a new profile. Anyways having been on here in while. So right now... I just tried my best attempt to like write out all the thoughts in my head. I don't know if anyone can relate or if you care.... if so great! if not, thats fine, you don't even have to read through it. I know it all sounds crazy. But.. I don't know. Yo give you guys some background on me. I'm 19, go to a four year university (I'm in my second year), I have been cutting continuously for the past two years and off and on before that. Recently (about 3 weeks ago) I went to see a psychiatrist for the first time, she told me I have an obsessive compulsive personality (but not full OCD), moderate anxiety and moderate depression. Gave me the starting dose of Prozac... and thats about it. Not sure if any other details will help you guys to understand.. but I realize that i'm probably rambling right now. And my thoughts.. Its REALLY long, I apologize.
Anyways... here they are:
My thoughts………they go around and around and around like a twister. I hate when this happens because I can feel when it’s about to happen. Like a storm coming, you can see the clouds before it actually rains. GOSH!!! I feel trapped in my own head… sometimes I wish that I can just take my head off, shake all the thoughts free and put it back on so that I can have a clear head for once. Yesterday was hard…. I just wanted to scream. I guess that’s what happens when you fool yourself into thinking everything is all better, allow yourself a week.. maybe a week and a half of peace. Then BLAM!!! You get ambushed by your thoughts. Thoughts about what? I wish I knew how to explain that. Everyone asks: what are you thinking? My response: I don’t know… “how do you not know..” they don’t understand how hard it is to latch on to a single thought when they are spinning around like a twister.. how fast do things go in a twister? Like a 100mph or something? Well yea that’s how fast my thoughts race through my mind when I’m “cycling”. Yesterday the best way that I can explain what I was thinking is: I was thinking… about thinking. Yea makes no sense right? Welcome to my own personal world of crazy. Thinking about thinking: It’s like, thinking about why you are thinking, why you are thinking so much, why did you just have that thought, how long have you been thinking this. See? It’s all intertwined, hard to separate out one thought from another, because in my mind all these thoughts are connected like a spider’s web. It….. hurts? For lack of a proper word, to think all these thoughts. I know they don’t make sense, I know I sound crazy, hell as far as I am concerned I am crazy. I try to stop thinking…. And you know what happens? The thought of “STOP THINKING” just gets added to the twister… so know it’s : thinking about why you are thinking, why you are thinking so much, why did you just have that thought, how long have you been thinking this, STOP THINKING, why do you have to think the thought of stop thinking, why can’t you just stop thinking, what’s wrong with you, you know what wrong with you, well stop….. See where this is going? And it NEVER ENDS. Even when you think about something to distract yourself.. all that happens is that thought gets added to the cycle now. Why do you have to distract yourself?...... etc etc et fucking c. I try to use what Dorje told me, don’t get caught up in the cycle…. Well that’s pretty damn hard when your whole entire mind is consumed by the fucking cycle!!!! Sorry … now I’m starting to sound pissed/irritated. Well FUCK I am pissed, I was comfortable over the past week, no urges, no cutting, no wanting to cut… and yesterday just fucked that all up. Did I cut? No but did I want to HELL YEA FUCKING RIGHT. It was driving me insane! Because then that thought just was added to the cycle. Do you understand? Does anyone/ Can anyone understand this? Every thought… is somehow connected, and I can’t stop the thoughts from joining together and cycling around. Its… like some horrible form of torture. Yea I might be over exaggerating there…. But only by a little. Like right now? What am I thinking?: Why am I writing this, what is this supposed to do, why do you even feel the need to write this, what’s wrong with you… and you already read/heard what that last one connects to. You see? I feel like I’m beating a dead horse. Oh pardon all the metaphors/similes, just my best attempt to try and give someone an idea of how I feel. How do I feel? I don’t even know….. I wish I could feel numb right now…. Or be sleep.. or hell be high? And you know what! I was pissed yesterday…. I smoked and do you know what that did to stop the cycle? NOTHING!!! All it did was slow the thoughts down a bit and made it even harder to grasp on to them. So much for all the “marijuana is bad, makes you lose your memory”… obviously that doesn’t apply to me. OH YEA and these fucking meds? What are they doing? Just fucking with me and tricking me into thinking that I was going to be okay for a week? Then just letting me assaulted by everything that it’s SUPPOSED to prevent… yea I don’t know about that, It feels worse than before I ever started the medication. At least before I was used to it…. Now it feels like….. overwhelming? Damn… this thing is long. Okay…I think I got it all out.. Do I feel any better? Not one bit.. Now I just feel even crazier…. GREAT…. I’m tired of this… really ,really, fucking tired.
Anyways... here they are:
My thoughts………they go around and around and around like a twister. I hate when this happens because I can feel when it’s about to happen. Like a storm coming, you can see the clouds before it actually rains. GOSH!!! I feel trapped in my own head… sometimes I wish that I can just take my head off, shake all the thoughts free and put it back on so that I can have a clear head for once. Yesterday was hard…. I just wanted to scream. I guess that’s what happens when you fool yourself into thinking everything is all better, allow yourself a week.. maybe a week and a half of peace. Then BLAM!!! You get ambushed by your thoughts. Thoughts about what? I wish I knew how to explain that. Everyone asks: what are you thinking? My response: I don’t know… “how do you not know..” they don’t understand how hard it is to latch on to a single thought when they are spinning around like a twister.. how fast do things go in a twister? Like a 100mph or something? Well yea that’s how fast my thoughts race through my mind when I’m “cycling”. Yesterday the best way that I can explain what I was thinking is: I was thinking… about thinking. Yea makes no sense right? Welcome to my own personal world of crazy. Thinking about thinking: It’s like, thinking about why you are thinking, why you are thinking so much, why did you just have that thought, how long have you been thinking this. See? It’s all intertwined, hard to separate out one thought from another, because in my mind all these thoughts are connected like a spider’s web. It….. hurts? For lack of a proper word, to think all these thoughts. I know they don’t make sense, I know I sound crazy, hell as far as I am concerned I am crazy. I try to stop thinking…. And you know what happens? The thought of “STOP THINKING” just gets added to the twister… so know it’s : thinking about why you are thinking, why you are thinking so much, why did you just have that thought, how long have you been thinking this, STOP THINKING, why do you have to think the thought of stop thinking, why can’t you just stop thinking, what’s wrong with you, you know what wrong with you, well stop….. See where this is going? And it NEVER ENDS. Even when you think about something to distract yourself.. all that happens is that thought gets added to the cycle now. Why do you have to distract yourself?...... etc etc et fucking c. I try to use what Dorje told me, don’t get caught up in the cycle…. Well that’s pretty damn hard when your whole entire mind is consumed by the fucking cycle!!!! Sorry … now I’m starting to sound pissed/irritated. Well FUCK I am pissed, I was comfortable over the past week, no urges, no cutting, no wanting to cut… and yesterday just fucked that all up. Did I cut? No but did I want to HELL YEA FUCKING RIGHT. It was driving me insane! Because then that thought just was added to the cycle. Do you understand? Does anyone/ Can anyone understand this? Every thought… is somehow connected, and I can’t stop the thoughts from joining together and cycling around. Its… like some horrible form of torture. Yea I might be over exaggerating there…. But only by a little. Like right now? What am I thinking?: Why am I writing this, what is this supposed to do, why do you even feel the need to write this, what’s wrong with you… and you already read/heard what that last one connects to. You see? I feel like I’m beating a dead horse. Oh pardon all the metaphors/similes, just my best attempt to try and give someone an idea of how I feel. How do I feel? I don’t even know….. I wish I could feel numb right now…. Or be sleep.. or hell be high? And you know what! I was pissed yesterday…. I smoked and do you know what that did to stop the cycle? NOTHING!!! All it did was slow the thoughts down a bit and made it even harder to grasp on to them. So much for all the “marijuana is bad, makes you lose your memory”… obviously that doesn’t apply to me. OH YEA and these fucking meds? What are they doing? Just fucking with me and tricking me into thinking that I was going to be okay for a week? Then just letting me assaulted by everything that it’s SUPPOSED to prevent… yea I don’t know about that, It feels worse than before I ever started the medication. At least before I was used to it…. Now it feels like….. overwhelming? Damn… this thing is long. Okay…I think I got it all out.. Do I feel any better? Not one bit.. Now I just feel even crazier…. GREAT…. I’m tired of this… really ,really, fucking tired.