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I opened up to someone and told that I loved them. With combined money, resources and mental strength it would've be the an ideal solution to finally leave this Hell and get perhaps a single day of a life where I don't regret getting up and sink mentally. Would've been..
This week I've been turned down no less than three times by the person that would indirectly saved my life. He tried to justify being with me, but in the end he just didn't care for the same way nor wanted to leave his family behind. Funny considering that's all I'm trying to do.
It's a low moment and not the kick I needed right now. I'm growing weaker every year, and the sentiment that I'm going to die here taunts me.
Well done with the 15 years, Graybeard! :thumbup:Today marks fifteen years of sobriety for me.
Sober. Even though I know it's a good thing, a real accomplishment, somehow I can't look at that word and not see it as a synonym for boring. What if I had done things differently? Could I have been having a good old drunken time all these years? Where—and who, and what—would I be now if I had chosen another path? Would I be as isolated, as lonely as I am? Would I be sick, broke, incarcerated, or dead? Better or worse? Happy or sad?
I don't regret my decision to push away the booze and other stuff, but sometimes I wonder about the friends I've lost and the social opportunities I've missed. Would I do it again if I knew things would turn out this way? :idontknow:
That is a difficult situation to deal with, Puma. :sad:I opened up to someone and told that I loved them. With combined money, resources and mental strength it would've be the an ideal solution to finally leave this Hell and get perhaps a single day of a life where I don't regret getting up and sink mentally. Would've been..
This week I've been turned down no less than three times by the person that would indirectly saved my life. He tried to justify being with me, but in the end he just didn't care for the same way nor wanted to leave his family behind. Funny considering that's all I'm trying to do.
It's a low moment and not the kick I needed right now. I'm growing weaker every year, and the sentiment that I'm going to die here taunts me.
Has that annoying train engine left the tunnel yet? :sad:My sleep routine is so messed up.
Has that annoying train engine left the tunnel yet? :sad:
Unrequited love is the worst, Puma. I'm sorry things didn't work out between the two of you.
I've been hoping you could get away from that situation for years now. No chance of advancement in your career?
In the case of this guy, I can't help but wonder if he felt pressured to be your savior. It's the sort of thing that might make me uncomfortable were I in his position and I knew my lover was in yours. I'd also be wondering if she even really loved me for me. I apologize if this is a horrible thing to say.
That is a difficult situation to deal with, Puma. :sad:
((((Hugs))))
The thought of taking my own life doesn't seem so bad. Surely it can't be anymore painfully than the emotional abuse I endured this week. :crying: :sad:
Please don't, Graeme. People here care about you. Don't let people who aren't deserving decide your fate.
Well, at someone cares. Nae offence, folks, ah know ye care. Just wish my mother and sisters did the same. But, nope! Because, thanks to that narcissist "Yer good girls! Yes, you are... yes, you are. Men - who needs em, huh?" fourth reich feminist shite-talk my mother been spouting for the past 15 years, apparently that give them a free pass to berate and make me feel like crap whenever I do summit for myself. Don't feel sorry for me, that's normal to me.
I mean, my mother - who's currently over in Ireland visiting my older sister and her family - phoned up my oldest sister in tears a few days ago, or so I'm told; because I was refusing to return my mum's phone calls. Which had oldest one rushing over to the house I currently share with my mother, storming up to my bedroom and yelling at me. Nevermind if I just wanted a quiet day to just relax. How I kept calm - f**k knows! :kickingmyself: :veryangry:
Well, at someone cares. Nae offence, folks, ah know ye care. Just wish my mother and sisters did the same. But, nope! Because, thanks to that narcissist "Yer good girls! Yes, you are... yes, you are. Men - who needs em, huh?" fourth reich feminist shite-talk my mother been spouting for the past 15 years, apparently that give them a free pass to berate and make me feel like crap whenever I do summit for myself. Don't feel sorry for me, that's normal to me.
I mean, my mother - who's currently over in Ireland visiting my older sister and her family - phoned up my oldest sister in tears a few days ago, or so I'm told; because I was refusing to return my mum's phone calls. Which had oldest one rushing over to the house I currently share with my mother, storming up to my bedroom and yelling at me. Nevermind if I just wanted a quiet day to just relax. How I kept calm - f**k knows! :kickingmyself: :veryangry:
There seem to be WAY too much emotions and drama all over the place where you live. You should move out, but if you can't, in the meantime isn't there any place for you to go spend a couple of hours daily, outside the house, where you can calm down your own emotions and remember who you are so that other people outbursts don't affect you as much when you get back home?
Heh. Yeah, I know what you mean, man. I'm eroding away among related toxic of people too.
But hey, listen.. you're a good person. I hope you objectively know that, and repeat it to yourself out loud once in a while to tune their negativity out.
Keep strong and try not to let them get to you too much.
I mean, my mother - who's currently over in Ireland visiting my older sister and her family - phoned up my oldest sister in tears a few days ago, or so I'm told; because I was refusing to return my mum's phone calls. Which had oldest one rushing over to the house I currently share with my mother, storming up to my bedroom and yelling at me.