i… don’t know where to start. or what to actually say.
i’m 74 days clean but the urges hit so severely today and it was almost too much. almost. i somehow could distract myself enough to forget about them, but now they’re back and it’s not helping my situation.
i wish i could cuddle my cat right now, she always gives me comfort. but it’s around 12:30am and i had to kick her out because she wouldn’t stop running around and wouldn’t let my mom sleep.
i don’t even know if this post is going to have a point or if it’s just going to be me rambling about whatever while trying not to cry. i don’t even know what’s wrong. i just feel like crap.
i got very sick two days ago and was even running a slight fever and during that time i actually started to become aware of how much i exaggerate myself while texting with people, because it was so exhausting to text like that all of a sudden. and today i noticed it too; i was playing a game and joined another players world. and for once i didnt feel the need to over exaggerate the way i text. usually i’m scared i sound too dry, uninteresting or simply boring so it’s become somewhat of a habit that i unconsciously do and can’t really stop.
i have two appointments coming up that i dread. one with my psychiatrist - he never fails to make me uncomfortable with his presence and when my mom was ill for several months, he wouldn’t understand that we simply weren’t able to get many things done since my dad has to work a lot and she was bedridden with me doing my best to take care of her.
the other one is with our, uh, i suppose you can call it family counsellor?? i don’t exactly mind the one-on-one talks with him, but i absolutely can’t stand the ones with my parents together. not because of them, but him.
he’s triggered me badly on several occasions, but i couldn’t exactly say anything because it had to do with things my parents have done but i’m too scared to speak up about. and he’s said some things to me that were quite insensitive in my opinion; i was crying during a session, because of memories he brought up and i was told that i did not need to cry about them now, since i would not be in a situation like that tomorrow again or anything.
i have told my mom before that i’m not sure if he’s the right person to help me, though i am glad that he is able to help her slowly unwrap her own trauma and emotions.
i’ve met some people recently and we occasionally play a video game together, but one of them keeps saying stuff that makes me uncomfortable and i’ve told him so. he’s quite a lot younger than i am, but keeps making a lot of sexual comments on the game characters and just in general and it always leaves me deeply uncomfortable. but all he said was that i sound “old” for saying these things. and i think i’m not the only one from our little group, who gets uncomfortable by his comments.
i don’t even know if any of this makes sense, i’m just trying to hold back the tears. i am genuinely tired of it all and especially myself; why can’t i just not be a wreck? everything would be so much easier if it weren’t for my stupid issues and my parents wouldn’t nearly have as much problems as they do now, because of me.
anyways, enough of this mess. i do feel slightly better after typing it out, so i guess it helped in a way.