...when nothing feels real any more?
Been through hating myself, then hating the hating, then getting tired and numbing my emotions and not caring, to caring again and now not knowing what to feel or not feel.
I assume I have AVPD but self-diagnosed so can't be certain. Tried to fix myself with logic and positive thinking, that didn't work.
Ironically pessimism is what held me back from suicide. If things can only get worse, and hell either exists or doesn't, then the likelihood is suicide will land you there and you'll have escaped nothing. So I stick with one pointless and empty existance to avoid another.
I can't be close to anyone, because they can never care about me. I can't be comfortable with myself. I can't cry. Tried talking to people once or twice including on forums, but I close up. So really...I'm not sure why I'm posting this.
How can you escape your own thoughts?
