Suicide is looking good..
It's getting worse. I couldn't decide this morning whether to get up and do homework or to kill myself. I am completely useless, I have no …
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I wish that I could be in some other time and place With someone else's soul, someone else's face
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I am a 25 year old woman with rapid cycling bipolar disorder. I have had the diagnosis for five years but am just now accepting it and really trying to get my life on track. I have a dog, and work as a secretary at an Animal clinic. I live with my step-sister(AGGGhHHH), and the rest of my family lives around the state. I hope to go back to school next fall to become a teacher and writer.
I love animals, my dog especially, reading, writing, dancing, listening to music, singing, acting, watching movies, playing basketball, hiking, camping, climbing rocks, Harry Potter, charity, kindness, swimming, and working with kids.
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I wish that I could be in some other time and place With someone else's...…
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Thanks for all your kind words and caring. I am sorry you are feeling bad too, and please know that I…
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Thanks for the love, back at ya. I hope you are feeling better. Here is you need me. xxx…
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I am sorry you are suffering so and hope that things can get better for you, even though there is no…
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I am sooooo glad to hear from you, I was worried. I am sory you have been so sick. Are the doctors doing…
It's getting worse. I couldn't decide this morning whether to get up and do homework or to kill myself. I am completely useless, I have no …
Well I guess it was bound to happen, I suppose I wasn't meant to be happy for long. I feel so defeated, worn, broken. The last two days have been …
I've been feeling better in general, but my emotions have been on a roller coaster this past week. Not that that is anything new, but it is …
The world is changing, I am HAPPY for now. I cannot predict how long this new found feeling will last, but I am not going to think about when it will …
I feel so alone, and I know that it is my fault. I alienate myself from others. If they get too close I take ten big steps back. I do it in my sex …
The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others
My friend I hope you have the strength to overcome all of life challenges and the sight to see what a special person you are
Recognize that you have the courage within you to fulfill the purpose of your birth. Summon forth the power of your inner courage and live the life of your dreams.
Learning to live in the present moment is part of the path of joy."
hey special girl happy new year love you darling xxx
Since I was very young I have had "issues." Always had trouble sleeping, focusing, etc. I spent many years trying to commit suicide. I have been in a mental institute and a treatment center. I have had multiple traumas that I won't go into because I could write on them for days; although I do feel these traumas have worsened my bipolar. There is so much more to my story but not enough room to put it in.
I blocked actual memories with stories, cause I didn't know what else to do. Now all these real memories are rushing in of how my uncle molested me for years, a boy at school for a year, and I was date raped when I was fourteen, by more then one guy. This is of course the short version, as I am too scared to tell it all. I have blocked so much, but it is all coming back now, and it is very scary, and beyond hard, and it makes me hate myself.
When I was young my grandparents used to make me finish everything on my plate no matter what, even if I got sick. I think it started there.But then as I started to over eat, and become overweight I was tortured by my parents, my uncle and my peers. I hate food, I see it as a form of self-destruction because that is what it has been for me. Yet my main problems have been with overeating and Bulemia. I eat to hurt myself. I have no sense of what a normal eating pattern would look like.
No one ever liked me very much, I was always weird. I suffered physical and emotional abuse at the hands of my peers. I chose "boyfriends" and friends that were emotionally and sometimes physically abusive. I suffered emotional abuse from my parents, and physical abuse from my father, and girlfriends and boyfriends that my parents have had.
I have never been able to sleep. I think I was sexually abused while I was sleeping when I was very young, and now I have such a block against being in a position that is so vulnerable. Also I have Bipolar disorder and whenever I have to slow down, I get anxious, and my thoughts race, and it makes it very hard to sleep. I ahve tried pills, but I think for me it is more of an emotional block, because my mind powers through sleeping pills.
I have bipolar disorder and bacuse of my manic stages I have spent a lot of money on things that I don't even need. I have very bad credit card debt, and I have a lot of health bill debt because of my disorder, and because of anxiety, and so forth.
When I was as young as 2 my father used to come into my room and tell me he was going to take me away from my mother. I have been abused in many ways over time, all stemming from those words whispered in the dark. Some trauma's have been big and some have been small and built up because they kept happening. Now I have learned to bond to the trauma, I pick people places and things that promise the same trauma I have already experienced.
I have always been obsessed with sex. When I was five and my little male friends would come over for playdates, I would strip off all my clothes and run to the front door. I think my compulsion towards sexual acts is tied to my sexual abuse history, and I think from that my self worth got tied to sex, or how sexually aroused I could make a man. I am obsessed with being wanted. I have been into, SNM, dangerous situations, exhibtionism, anonymous encounters,and I prostituted myself.
The first time I ever got drunk was when I was five. Does that tell enough. NO I guess not. I drank every day, for years, hard liqour, and my tolerence is super high, and I would drink till I got alcohol poisoning because I couldn't feel it. Used it to kill the pain, like so many other things.
It really took off in junior high when I started cutting, and the boys thought it was cool, and then escalated into full out suicide attempts, that had to do with overdoses, head banging, lying down in front of traffic, and cutting. I thought I was through with this chapter of my life but I cut myself about a month ago, and smashed my head into a wall several times about two weeks ago. Been resistant to join this group and admit I still think about it all the time.