Hm.

By enirroc · Jan 7, 2009 · ·
  1. I don't like to talk to people about it. I just end up vulnerable. I hate feeling that someone has gotten too close to see who I really am.


    I have borderline personality disorder. My dream is to become a psychotherapist because then I get to help people who are the way I am. But it's going to be a hard task, if I can't even help myself. I have this annoying tendency to latch onto a person, putting them on a pedestal and looking up to them in such a way that when they don't respond the way I want them to, I lash out. I end up feeling hurt and making myself into a victim. I know I'm not a victim. And I know what I'm doing while I'm doing it; i.e. fighting with my boyfriend or friends over something so small. But for some reason, I can't stop myself. I've spent a good portion of my life pushing people away. I push because I want them to push back. I want to feel that I'm worth fighting for. Even when they do fight back, I'm still not happy. I'm never happy. I want to be happy with myself and I want to have faith in myself to feel that I'm worth a crap. But for some reason the only time I feel like worthy, is when people have to reassure me. It annoys the hell out of me.

    I've lost some amazing friends. And I wish more than anything, to be friends with them again, but I missed that chance. I ruined it.

    I don't know. I don't want pity. I don't want to make excuses for myself... because I had a pretty good upbringing. Yeah, my father was a drunk, my mom went in and out of surgery due to her weight, I had friends who preferred my sister's presence over mine, and I had a brother who sold drugs from the basement. And yeah, my mom, sister and brother never missed an opportunity to tell me that I would grow up without friends because I have no sense of humor and a horrible personality.

    But people go through worse. I feel selfish for being depressed over something that I can fix. There are people out in the world, fighting for this country and actually making a difference and I'm upset because things don't go my way. I really am a pretty pathetic person. I hate people like me.

    I don't know. I just needed to rant.

Comments

  1. tarnished
    I can really relate to this, and I think that me and you just need to be happy with who we have in our lifes and realized that we all have flaws and that maybe getting over them is something only time can bring. Slowly, ever so slowly I think that you'll begin to stop pushing people away if you just love yourself for who are and love the people around you for who they are.
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