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NitaAnn Jul 2014
abandoned
exhausted
listless
frightened
depressed
disillusioned
hopeless
vu­lnerable
disheartened…
Trying hard to keep fighting but it seems like the pushback is twice as hard as what I am putting forth, the harder I fight this battle the worse it gets. Feels like a losing battle.
Waving the white flag...
NitaAnn Jul 2014
I just cannot give up now....
I admit, and have admitted before,
that I struggle with God,
and faith and all that goes along with it...
at the present time I would not consider myself a spiritual person.
I have come to far from where I have started from.
I just cannot give up now.
NitaAnn Jul 2014
You know how you have one of those days at work where time is crawling by and you want nothing more than for the day to be over and it feels excruciating? But then you put your nose to the grindstone and just slug it out. And you do not stop until the end of the day.

That is how I feel today, only I have different work to do. And the work I have to do is like that project you put off because you just do not want to do it. It is that file you put on the bottom of everything and just hope it will resolve itself. But you know it will not. Every day you pick up that file thinking today may be the day you will get started. But you do not. You have questions about some of the material in the file, you are not sure what to do, and you are unable to complete the project because there is nobody around to answer your questions. You have left several messages for her, the woman who was supposed to answer your questions, but she has not called you back. And now you are angry because you need guidance! You need her help you, you cannot do it on your own! But it has been too long now. She is not going to call you back...she is not going to give you the directions you need to complete this project. You know that you are on your own now.

That is how I feel right now. The file before me is filled with my life, my past, and my painful memories. It contains my feelings of shame, sadness, anger…hopelessness and worthlessness. The project is to take each page and fit it together like a puzzle…and once the puzzle is together, the project will be complete and I will be whole.

                                      But I do not know where to start.
                                                           I am lost.
                                     I feel like a ship without a rudder.
                                       A sailboat without a spinnaker.
                                       I am a tourist without a guide.
                  I am a lost child without her mother... alone and frightened.
                            I am crying…but she can no longer hear me.
NitaAnn Jul 2014
Sometimes the strongest thing you can do is ask for help. I need help…gawd…I need help. And I desperately want to throw up my arms and have someone to make all of the decisions for me. I feel like I have lost so much already. I want someone to save me because I cannot save myself. Which sounds ridiculous and obviously is not possible since I am an adult and have to save myself.

The past few weeks, heck be honest this whole year has been dreadful. I am so depressed and dissociative that I barely know what to do with myself, on the rare occasions when I am myself. I am just drifting...

There is not much anyone can do for me. This morning when I become conscious of just how bad it had been last night I realized I should probably make a safety plan. And so I did. I reached out to a friend of mine and asked her to check on me at night. And that if I did not respond to wait 15 minutes and try again – and then if no response…well, that is where I get lost. Then what? Call DT? Call 911? Then what? I do not want to go to the hospital.

And I did not even call DT to tell him just how bad it is right now. Cause right now, at least in my crazy brain….he does not care, or will tell me to call someone else, or “grow up”…or anything of the sort – it will surely make things worse now….so I did not call him. Bad decision? Maybe – but I am famous for those lately.

I want to write….however I do not want to worry people who care about me. I know I have people who love me, who care about me greatly…and I love them in return. I do not know what is wrong with me – why cannot I FEEL it? Why is it not enough?  I surely do not know.  All I do know is that I am filled with depression and thoughts of death are being knocked around my head like a game of pool.  I am just waiting for the 8-ball to hit the corner pocket...and that will be it.

Where is the anchor that is supposed to tie me to this world?
NitaAnn Jul 2014
Life is not running smoothly at the moment.
I feel alone, directionless and desperate.
I am worn out, emotionally and physically.
Sometimes the burden of “keeping myself safe” is too heavy.
It is asking too much of me to “manage” all of...
the follies,
the nightmares,
the triggers,
the shame,
the embarrassment,
the rage
the internal voices
who scream
and cry
and rage…

all with no support.
It is too much!

And trying to avoid all of that **** is like avoiding breathing,
which I would not mind doing right now.
Something has to give.
There is only so much
one person can deal with
day in and day out
every single day and night!
There is only so much!


I am not equipped to handle an entire Pie of Crazy
NitaAnn Jul 2014
I need someone to help me.
Where is everyone?
It never stops!
I want, no, I need someone, anyone to help me,
to hear me, to listen to my pain…
But I cannot even do that now- I cannot let anybody in.
Every single day I work so hard to just stay alive
I don’t even know why.
I want to give up.
I feel so small and uncared for.
Anyone? Help?
NitaAnn Jul 2014
I have been unable to cope at night the past couple of weeks. Unable to do anything that resembles healthy.  I am angry and lashing out at everyone I love. The little girl whines and cries; then ****** angry girl lashes out because she cannot take the crying. Then the unfeeling/super independent one screams that she needs NO ONE, and we would all be better off if everyone would just go away! For good!

The torture at night is often unbearable. The little girl cries because it hurts so bad, physically hurts, and it is agonizing and beyond painful. And the terror is real to her and is happening all over again. The apprehension of waiting in the dark, alone and scared...part of her praying he will not come and another part of her wishing he would just hurry up and get it over with so she can go to sleep and escape. Why prolong the inevitable. It is going to happen, so just get it over with! Just do it already!

                                       What does that mean?
  Does that mean she is bad because she was wishing he would do it?
                        Does that mean she wanted him to do it?

And now she is crying. We all hear her. She is scared. Get it over with already! Just do it! It is going to happen so just do it now! She will not stop until someone hurts her. Because that is how it has always been. She cannot fall asleep until it is 'over with'.

So ****** angry girl hates everyone because for awhile she felt safe, and the little girl was safe and promises were made that nobody would hurt her anymore. So why is she hurting now? Nobody can keep her safe anymore. And she does let him hurt her. After promises were made and the little girl believed. Nobody keeps their promises.

I try to tell myself it will be okay. I try to rationalize all the different feelings. I try to get all of these girls to work together as a team, rather than the constant fighting and struggling. But I am not currently strong enough.

                 I am as far from okay as the Earth is from the Sun.
Why does everybody lie? I do not understand. Maybe it is because they think the little girl is bad too. She wanted him to do it. She wished he would do it. She deserved what she got.

I am waiting for someone to tell me that I can let myself feel helpless, vulnerable and that they will not hurt me or let others hurt me.
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