Oct 3, 2012

Deep Dark Place

Does anybody out there understand?  Isn't there anyone who can relate?  My logical mind assures me of the truth... that I have kindred spirits all over the world.  But my emotional mind tells me that I am truly alone in my quiet dark place.

Is there anyone out there?  Reach out and let me know that you exist, and that you know that I exist.  Together, we can tell the world what it really feels like.

It feels like this:

  • I don't want to be alone, but I want everyone to leave me alone.
  • I don't want anyone to say anything, but I need someone to say something.
  • I love you all with everything that's in me, but I hate you all so much right now.
  • I want you to tell me that you love me, but we know that I won't believe you when you say it, because I just don't feel it.  It's not your fault.  I can't seem to feel anything right now.
  • I would never purposefully do anything to hurt myself, but I dream that some fateful accident would occur, to take this all away.
  • There's so much that I have to do (daily chores), and I'm terrified of you discovering that I haven't done any of it.  You'll think I'm lazy, selfish, irresponsible.
  • There's so much that I want to do (writing, crafting, gaming, communicating), but I can't bring myself to really want to do any of it.
  • I'm certain that there's a devastating accident just waiting to happen, that will tear all of you (or any one of you) out of my life, and I can't get the visions of it out of my mind.  I can't imagine how I'm going to carry on without you, but I can't stop imagining it!
  • You've not given me a reason not to trust you, but I'm absolutely certain that you're lying to me, and laughing behind my back, at how gullible I am.
  • How can I be rolling around in so many feelings... and yet feel so numb?
  • I'm convinced that some incurable illness is silently killing me right now.
  • I'm hot, so I put on a cool, sleeveless shirt.  Then I'm cold, so I put on a sweater.  Then I'm hot, so I put on the air conditioning.  Then I'm cold again.
  • I'm so hungry, and I have so little energy, but I can't even stomach the idea of food.

I could probably go on and on, but what would be the point?  I think, perhaps, the point has been made.  Please tell me I'm not alone.

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