
casctb
Stubborn idiot that gives up too easily
- Jun 7, 2020
- 81
I don't know if I'm alone in this but I feel as though I can never be satisfied with getting better. Even when I wanted to, I would always revert back to being depressed which would depress me even more to the point where I would be in a perpetual cycle of slight happiness to suicidal ideation.
As a child, I was more open to getting help but as the years went by and my wounds were left unhealed, continually feeling alone, I gave up. I became comfortable with the pain and fear so it became a part of me. I distrusted everyone irrationally because the people that I was supposed to trust, betrayed and dismissed me.
The pain of my childhood caused me to view life as awful since I felt the pain more sharply than the happiness.
My life started out with pain and all I knew was pain, so I don't want to go through pain anymore. I don't think I can go back to the time where I wanted help to get better. Happiness is so fleeting to me that getting help seems so futile and empty.
As a child, I was more open to getting help but as the years went by and my wounds were left unhealed, continually feeling alone, I gave up. I became comfortable with the pain and fear so it became a part of me. I distrusted everyone irrationally because the people that I was supposed to trust, betrayed and dismissed me.
The pain of my childhood caused me to view life as awful since I felt the pain more sharply than the happiness.
My life started out with pain and all I knew was pain, so I don't want to go through pain anymore. I don't think I can go back to the time where I wanted help to get better. Happiness is so fleeting to me that getting help seems so futile and empty.