So this will be a personal post, because while the goal itself is still important, I also need a place to write my thoughts instead of bothering my friends with them.
Today is one of those days, when I really want to die. Not really, or actively, but you know that sinking feeling when something bad happened and suddenly there is an empty vacuum inside your chest? That is what I feel constantly. When you are nervous about an upcoming exam or interview, and you feel your chest tighten, that is what I feel constantly. And it is an unbearable feeling believe me. There is nothing I can do to make it go away.
Literally. I tried everything, and there is nothing that helps. Self-destruction in any form helps distracting me from this pain. You know when you’re at the dentists, and you grip something a little too hard to have something to focus on. That is how I understand self-harm comes from. Because that is a pain you can control. Choosing not to eat, to drink too much alcohol, to do things that you know will cause you physical or emotional pain, these are things that you are able to control by your actions more than the uncontrollable, unbearable pain in your chest.
I don’t know what it is, I don’t know how to stop it. This has been going on for a long time, at least three years that I can remember. When something interesting was happening to me, I could say that that was the reason, and pour my energies into trying to solve it. If I socialize too much, I can say that that’s where the pain comes from, from exhaustion. But this is just me being messed up. And there is no point in telling anybody, although I did at various points, because there is nothing they can do to help. Even if there is nothing wrong in my life, I still want to die.