Why

Why are we all (or nearly all) here so hard on ourselves?

Why do we beat ourselves up for having MI?

(Yes I know all about the stigma in "society" .. childhood abuse and neglect )

Why do we feel guilty... sometimes guilty for ... just being

Surely, like the trees and the flowers, we are supposed to be here (exactly where we are?

And if not, I know of no walker or mountain climber or even crawler who "accomplished" more by beating themselves up with a metaphorical stick

I'm collecting hearts to stay alive.. many of you are in my

Fuzzy , there is a Christian rock group that was called Creed, it is no longer together because the main singer died from drug addiction but the had one song that crossed over to the non Christian main stream rock called "my own prison " you can probably find it on you tube, listen to the lyrics closely and think about them, I have found that to be one of the most honest and true songs, I have many friends who I turned onto that song, and I probably have in rotation at least 2 on most of my Playlist. Listen to it , it is really worth the listen, and don't be put off by the fact the groups musical genre was Christian rock , it has nothing to do with the song .

You might of read I collect music, my collection is over 3,000 albums ,SACD'S , CD'S, DVD, so a song I listen to that often is definitely something "special" my collection goes all the way back to "tin pan alley jazz" of the late 1800's through modern day in almost all genres , in digital form to have it mobile to listen anywhere it takes close to 1/2 a terabyte, I have been to parties where the DJ sucks and my friends convinced me to over throw the DJ and show everyone a good time, everytime someone had a request this guy didn't have it , what he did have made "elevator music" look like the best concert you have ever been to in your life ,with me I have not ever been asked about a song I could not play because it wasnt in my collection( except screamo and hard core gangsta rap which is just not something I much enjoy, but I do have some)

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You ask a question deserving serious consideration. The best I might be able to offer is lay speculation. And I don't trust my lay speculating.
Neither do I. This reminds me of the ironic "punishing people until their morale improves".

((((((( Fuzzybear! )))))))

I think it's because we're just fed up of being fed up.

I wish it was so simple...

I'm fed up of trying to be good enough. And when someone is nice and helpful I feel that I can never be like that. So sometimes I feel pain when people are nice to me and want to help. Because I know I'll never be able to do that even though I'd love to.
I don't know why I needed to write this down. But thanks

Thanks for sharing subtle lights, this message of "trying to be good enough" is one many are familiar with, I think we are "good enough"....
But it's been wired into us (beaten into us?) since childhood that we are "never good enough"

I can only speak for myself. I have such high standards for myself because if I can meet my standards I can meet anyone's. The catch is it is impossible for me to meet my standards because I'm a screw up.

I feel guilty because I should be better than this. I should be stronger.

You are in mine as well
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I agree. I have standards that would be hard to meet even if I had no mental illness. I feel I should be stronger or think a different way.