trigger warning
Mentally this week has been tough and getting worse. I'm not sure I really want to be part of any my trabsition, here, work, or life anymore. I don't know who I really am.
I've been mostly covering up my real feelings which I'm doing great at considering every minute I'm broken in pieces. I don't know how much longer I can put on this front, showing up, prerending to be positive whilst, inside, I feel zero positivity and am enquiring for the chemical I need to make it stop. I don't know if I want to do it or not. Maybe having the means will give me comfort. Nothing else is making this better.
I fear I've either got to leave my bf with no one which will destroy him or continue a life of complete misery. I don't remember what it's like to be happy.
I don't even know what would make me happy anymore. There is nothing I truely want, no place I feel truely comfortable, no place where I fit in. Everyday is intense boredom and tiredness if this world. I try to be excited about stuff but nothing is exciting. Honestly you could offer me a holiday to anywhere...I wouldn't care. It feels dull and uninspiring.
Sorry to go off on one but I need to be honest that no one sees the real me. Just a picture that I paint to curate the nice, happy, positive thing that people want to see and like. But I'm only truely positive and happy maybe 2% of the time. When I want to I'm great at constructing the person people want to see. I just make the ideal front, behave as people expect and say what they want to hear. But it's exhausting.
I dont know why I'm saying all this. No one really wants to hear it, but I've been bottling it uo and I'm at my wits end right now.
Maybe I haven't killed my male self enough yet. It's his fault, he afflicted me with this brain and this hell. Well the part that I didn't inherit from my emotionally unstable father, but he is long dead thankfully. But them my male self is a part copy of the mess my dad was...completely emotionally unstable and also suicidal. So unless I ca kill him that resides in me I can never be free. I feel like I'm possessed by his cruelty and pain
Or maybe I really am possessed, like by a demonic entity that's determined to break me from the inside. Ensure every living second is just miserable. I've considered in desperation many times seeing a medium. Seeing if I've got some kind of attachment as it would explain so much. If I could remove it I could finally after 40 odd years live my life and be normal. Not this disgusting freak creature that's got no living hope. That's just lying to itself that it'll ever be happy. Everyone just lies to it and pretends it'll be happy. It will never be. Especially as there is literally no point t at all to existing.
Please please please just make it all go away. Just stop tormenting me everyday from morning til night. I just want my mind dead and gone. Silence, peace. All this grinding noise, chaos and thouts to go. It's like a drill constantly rattling,never stops. What is peace. .I don't know. Even haunts my dreams. Hell doesn't come after death. It's here already.