Conflicted and indecisive. Ah hate feelin' like this. Kinda feel guilty for wantin' tae take a 2 week break from ma physiotherapy/rehab sessions. :sad: :kickingmyself:
:idontknow: Ah guess, ah don't want this need for a wee, well deserved break to be construed as me being lazy. Because ah huv came on leaps n' bounds since February. Don't actually think ah wus expected to be as mobile as I am, just 5 months intae my year-long recovery.
Kinda bummed. Feel like I've had this low lying fog of unease in my gut for about 3 years now. I've probably had it since teen in truth, but about 3/4 years ago was the last time I remember having a sustained period of happiness.
Today I'm worried about my ability to survive in this world. I worry about my ability to be happy. I've noticed it's not situations that I fear, but my ability to handle situations. It's cliche, but I fear myself more than anything else. I've had a week off work this week, but I don't feel refreshed. I just feel the same.
I wish I could climb into music and live there. It's the only place I feel understood.
Not too long ago, I had a dream where I am sitting in my living room with a bottle of whiskey and a gun with one bullet in it. I finish the bottle then I take the gun and I end my own life. Everything went dark and then I woke up....how I wish it wasn't a dream because I can't take it anymore.
F**k! :sad: Ooh, that's... bleak. ::
Is there nothin' that ye could do to mibbe improve yer situation? Take steps to overcome yer problems, no? Nothing to live for, even? Ah don't mean people, ah mean, like something ye enjoy?
There are a few things that I enjoy sure. But the sadness I feel overshadows any happiness I may get from those things most of the times. I accept my situation for what it is. I'll live with it as long as I can even though I really really don't want to.
Today I am worse than I normally am. When I get this bad, the urge to hurt myself becomes too strong. It will be a challenging day and I hope I can make it through for other peoples sake....not so much for my own because I don't really live for myself anymore. But to be honest, I wish certain people didn't care so I can use today as an excuse to end my miserable and useless life.