screamtobeheard
April 26th, 2010, 09:24 PM
I feel like I'm always posting something on this mental crisis forum. This one's kind of long...
I'm overwhelmed with guilt. I hate myself so much, it's ridiculous. My life is fine. Yet stress, my mom, not so great friends, and just overdoing everything just seems to be taking a toll on me and giving me problems. First the whatever the heck's wrong with my moods. All the time. Then they got worse and the cutting. That's all quite awhile ago. Now we've got my self image issues. And the fact that I usually end up with negative calories for the day because I exercise obsessively and under-eat.
Alright, I could deal with all those things. Sure, I hate my life, but I can deal with that. What I can't deal with is the fact that what I'm doing to myself this time, in this torrent of self destruction, is hurting my best friend. The only person who knows about all this, the only person who would understand that underneath all this crap, I'm still the same person I've always been. It's killing me because I can see how much I'm hurting her. And that's the last thing I want to do. I'd rather die than be the one causing her pain. And I hate that I'm selfish enough that I can't stop doing this to myself even for her! I don't know why I can't stop. I think because I hate myself. I'd rather be dead, but that's one thing I'll never do. I could never kill myself. I could never do that to anyone I love. But I can't stand the guilt I have for putting her through this anymore. I just don't know what to do...
I'm overwhelmed with guilt. I hate myself so much, it's ridiculous. My life is fine. Yet stress, my mom, not so great friends, and just overdoing everything just seems to be taking a toll on me and giving me problems. First the whatever the heck's wrong with my moods. All the time. Then they got worse and the cutting. That's all quite awhile ago. Now we've got my self image issues. And the fact that I usually end up with negative calories for the day because I exercise obsessively and under-eat.
Alright, I could deal with all those things. Sure, I hate my life, but I can deal with that. What I can't deal with is the fact that what I'm doing to myself this time, in this torrent of self destruction, is hurting my best friend. The only person who knows about all this, the only person who would understand that underneath all this crap, I'm still the same person I've always been. It's killing me because I can see how much I'm hurting her. And that's the last thing I want to do. I'd rather die than be the one causing her pain. And I hate that I'm selfish enough that I can't stop doing this to myself even for her! I don't know why I can't stop. I think because I hate myself. I'd rather be dead, but that's one thing I'll never do. I could never kill myself. I could never do that to anyone I love. But I can't stand the guilt I have for putting her through this anymore. I just don't know what to do...