EscapeArtist
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Hhmmm..so, 1-2 weeks ago I had a week all by myself, the last week in my old house before my family moved, and that week I lived in the old house by myself. I saw immediate improvement in myself, I finally stuck to my raw diet, I was exposing myself to the outside world everyday, I even went downtown and asked people the time... I was very lonely, but I felt that the loneliness was motivating me, like it was a rock bottom to feel that lonely. The point is, I was improving, I was, despite my loneliness, beginning to wake up and smile at life, life was stable for that week. My sister came over sometimes and we would laugh and take life lightly like we never had before, free from the negative impaired presence that is my mother. Life was looking up like it never had before, in just a week. And most importantly, I felt more motivated than ever to trudge through the pain to rid my anxiety for good!
Then I joined the rest of the family at the new house. I realize my mom is a very stressful figure in my life... and that she makes me hate myself, she makes me believe that i'm pathetic and that i'm never going to change. I turn to trying to escape, desperately from her hard glances and unusually severe judgement. I started bingeing on bread items (which i'm allergic to) and gaining tons of weight within one week, started to smoke pot and drink alcohol and feel the old burning rage (which leads me to judging HER in return. not a god pattern. I contribute this to also not having SPWorld as a support system.. seeing I had no internet). I began having thoughts of suicide, I nearly lost hope. How the hell did I get that low after being so hopeful? I think I see why... My mom is one of those people who gives evil looks all day, i'm dependent on her but she makes me feel guilty for every little thing she does for me. She makes me feel like a loser, on days I feel a little more hopeful she'll tell me i'm going nowhere and somewhere deep down it makes me give up.
I would like to hear some similar stories, if anybody moved out after living with a stressful family and how they adjusted to it? Type away, I'd love to hear it all, because I'm not sure, as a social anxiety sufferer, that i'm ready for all of the responsibilities of living alone, but I see that it could be my way out, or it could break me. I would be moving out with an older sister, but she'd never be home, so technically alone.
Then I joined the rest of the family at the new house. I realize my mom is a very stressful figure in my life... and that she makes me hate myself, she makes me believe that i'm pathetic and that i'm never going to change. I turn to trying to escape, desperately from her hard glances and unusually severe judgement. I started bingeing on bread items (which i'm allergic to) and gaining tons of weight within one week, started to smoke pot and drink alcohol and feel the old burning rage (which leads me to judging HER in return. not a god pattern. I contribute this to also not having SPWorld as a support system.. seeing I had no internet). I began having thoughts of suicide, I nearly lost hope. How the hell did I get that low after being so hopeful? I think I see why... My mom is one of those people who gives evil looks all day, i'm dependent on her but she makes me feel guilty for every little thing she does for me. She makes me feel like a loser, on days I feel a little more hopeful she'll tell me i'm going nowhere and somewhere deep down it makes me give up.
I would like to hear some similar stories, if anybody moved out after living with a stressful family and how they adjusted to it? Type away, I'd love to hear it all, because I'm not sure, as a social anxiety sufferer, that i'm ready for all of the responsibilities of living alone, but I see that it could be my way out, or it could break me. I would be moving out with an older sister, but she'd never be home, so technically alone.