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I keep having to check my mermories of my past mental health issues for the past 26 years. Then my head picks them apart and decides I wasn't really ill, just wanted attention, thought it'd be a cool thing to do...
Those memories are depressing and the accusations in my head are distressing. I AM SICK OF IT!!!!! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() But I can't make it stop. ![]() ![]() ![]()
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((((((( Berries! )))))))
How to escape the internal accusations? Can't move away and leave yourself behind. I feel as if I've lived several lives, and bits of each one of those lives surface to trouble me almost every day. My best weapons against those troubling critters of the past are (in no particular order)
But your illnesses aren't competing -- they're conspiring against you. ![]() I personally believe my admiration for your real courage in the face of genuine, stubborn illnesses is not misplaced. ![]()
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(((((Berries)))))
Try your best to look ahead, you weren't wrong..
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I do this too even though I know it is self destructive. I have thoughts like this as I am just entering consciousness, upon waking. It is very disturbing so I hurry myself up and out of bed to try and hide/run from the thoughts, which has made for some short sleeps. I am sick of it and scared too. It helps to talk but who wants to listen? I know I have been here before and gotten better, I am hanging onto that. I am desperate for a way out of this deep dark place. I know there is a way, I have just lost it. Hope you find your way soon...and me too
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(((((((berries)))))))
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![]() Everything is skewed when veiwed through the lenses of depression. You are seeing through a glass darkly, right now. Realizing that takes some of the edge off, at least. ![]() |
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