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Triggering (ED) - Its just too much. [ED trigs]
Everything's just... gotten to be too much.
I'm tired of everyone being SO self-obsessed. Everything I try to do is wrong. I have f**king scream-o music blasted at me all the time from my brother's room so loud I cant think, and in the car, so loud i have to plug my ears with headphones so my ear drums dont vibrate uncomfortably. Everything is on somebody else's terms. I just try to make everyone happy and it blows up in my face. Im so stressed, revision I cant do, money I dont have, knowledge I dont have, talent I dont have.
I have not slept through the night in 2 months. 2 freaking months. Im exhausted all the time. It feels like every day more stressed is piled on my head, other peoples problems, that they wont open up about. I just want to help. I dont want to be forgotten about any more, ignored... like I'm not here. Please somebody just NOTICE ME. Im irritable, over-reacting, I know, but so would you be if you were this sleep-deprived and spent all day trembling, shivering, with legs like jelly, and a cloudy mind. I dont mean to snap at peopple, I dont mean to make mistakes but I do. But when I make mistakes nobody can let it go, including myself. When other people make mistakes I just forgive them, I do anything I can to make them feel ok about it. People are human, but I'm not allowed to be. I never say what I really think because I want to make everyone happy and it just brings me more and more stress. I want to change but that just makes me weak.
I wish I could say, I think you're wrong, that what you're doing is wrong, i wish i could yell sometimes, shake people, ask them what the hell they're doing, why they wont admit that theres a problem, or that they made a mistake.
Who am I? Why dont I feel better yet? Why cant I sleep? Why cant I be THIN? Its reaching the point where... Im always tired and cold and shaky, i think im probably anaemic, according to my BMI my weight is getting closer and closer to "emaciation". How can that BE?! I want somebody to notice... I want somebody to care, to just hold me and tell me I'll be ok. But I dont want help because I dont want to get better. And anyway, nothing is wrong, right?
I want to be happy but its out of my reach...
I want my old therapist back. She was the only one who ever really, genuinely tried to help me and manage to make me feel listened to and understood, and I felt like she really wanted to hear what I had to say. I miss her so much. I hate that she left to have a baby and I hate that they kicked me out of CAMHS and now I have NO therapy because NHS waiting lists are so long I'll be at uni by the time I get anyone. And what will be the point then?
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