Quote from: ageofsickness on August 11, 2013, 03:18:19 AM
What I'm really asking is how so many of you put up with this.
How have you gone on? how have you made it so far and sacrificed so much?
I was going to say a lot more here, but for now I won't because I don't believe it will do much good. What I will do, however, is address these questions. And I apologise in advance that this post isn't as upbeat as it perhaps should be.
Why put up with it? For me it's really just one thing. For my legacy to the world to be that of being remembered for who I am. To be recognised by those I care about as the real me. That's it. Because I believe that to not do that is a bigger sacrifice. A sacrifice of my humanity and the entirety of what makes me me. Is it worth it? Honestly... it doesn't feel like it at times. Sometimes I am in more pain than I can bear and the world seems a thoroughly dark, cold, and lonely place. I'm not going to sugar coat it. Sometimes life does feel like it would be better unlived.
But then you think to yourself. What do I lose if I do that? I lose everything including the chance to make it right. Taking that path is a big gamble that whatever is out there is something you want, something that is preferable. Even if that's nothingness. Everything that you think you will lose if you go through with attempting to be yourself... you will
definitely lose if you take the other option. Including any memory that the real you ever existed. Is that what you want? For the way you feel about being someone different to have all been irrelevant? What do you want the world to know of you once you're gone? That to all intents and purposes you
were the person you tried desperately to escape from being seen as?
That is why I keep going. I have no family, no real friends outside of here, no one to really care when I go. But when you have nothing, you have nothing to lose. And I'm just that stubborn that I think it's worth trying to live as, and be remembered as myself, rather than a porcelain mask of someone who doesn't exist. Worth trying to live whatever semblance of a life I can have, being true to myself. Because when eventually I am no longer here, that lasting memory will live on. And that, I think, is worth fighting for.
There was a time where I would have been more... positive. And told you everything will be okay. You'll get through it somehow. But... there may well be times where you feel like you could happily juggle chainsaws while wearing boxing gloves. It's the nature of the beast. It's not always easy.
But it is possible.
And you have more strength inside you than you know. You are capable of things you had no idea you were capable of.
You stated at the top of your post that it's been 10 years and you're still the same person. That's true. You are. And you have the capacity to
be that person. You talk about self-destructive thoughts... perhaps it's just a matter of shifting your perspective. You want to destroy the person you're seen as, treated as... well... ending your life won't do that. It will only cement that image in the minds of everyone who ever mattered to you. If you
really want to destroy that persona... change it. Change yourself. Become the real you. Then that old person is truly gone forever. Channel the way you feel. Use it. Emotion is powerful, as you know. It can be used constructively as well as destructively.
Think about it.