Crashing... need support.
Father's day has always been pretty hard for me. I guess I can say I'm lucky my father is around, and he's alive... but I don't really feel lucky.
It's been about 10 years since I could say that I love my father, that he's my hero. I spent so long trying to make him proud of me, and I lost a lot of myself in the process.
I'm bitter, angry, depressed... I couldn't even pick him up a card, because it just feels all... wrong. Untrue. A lie.
I told him Happy Father's Day, and he barely acknowledged it.
That's not really why I'm writing this though. Sorry, my mind is a bit jumbled... that's just backstory I guess.
My mom decided to leave my dad just before Christmas. She's been dealing with substance abuse problems, and has decided to go to rehab. For her, and for us. My father is completely unsupportive, and he makes her feel just as small, if not smaller, than he makes me feel.
I woke up to my mom breaking down, telling me that it's time for me to start packing my things. We looked at a few apartment ads... I know it's for the best. I guess I just... I don't know. I'm not good with change, and this is a huge change. My own mental/physical health and substance abuse problems have kept me from moving out of my parent's house, being able to work, or finishing school.
The stress is killing me. I know it is. My doctor told me I need to control it, or I'm at a high risk of having a heart attack in the near future if I can't.
And the thing is I'm not worried about that. I kind of wish it would happen.
I keep thinking of something I read somewhere... "How do you kill your demons without killing yourself? And how do you kill yourself without killing those around you." ... that phrase kind of sticks with me. A heart attack doesn't sound so bad to me...
I don't know. I'm just screwed up right now...
I lost my best friend, my boyfriend, because he thought I was cheating because I was distant... I was distant because I was depressed, but I couldn't get him to understand that me being depressed doesn't mean he doesn't bring anything good to my life...
The other people I rely on for support really don't know how to handle me anymore so I feel like I'm alone in this.
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