Work and Fear

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So as I mess up, which seems to be on a weekly bases, I find it very hard to stay stable. I am trying so hard to make myself better, and everything that I do, but I find trouble in messing up. It’s like for every good thing that happens, something else bad happens. I haven’t felt the urge to vut myself as badly as I did today… But I can’t people would see. I don’t want them to know I’m going through hard times. I don’t want them to know these vines in my mind keep crippling me and suffocating the life out of me. I break free every now and again.. but I feel like giving up and stopping the fight against this, what feels like a loosing war. I may win some battles, but am I winning the war? Am I just making my mind pretend that I am okay? is this life something that I do want to live? and as I write all this I feel silly, of course it is. But you see, the thing is I met someone. someone who makes me feel all the warm and fuzzies inside, someone who I feel I can trust, yet, I feel as though since I met them, I have been fighting myself even harder. Am I ready for this? Am I ready to be with someone again after only 6 months of being divorced? 5 months of finding myself and being spiritually in-tuned? It’s not worth sacrificing myself, yet I find that I want o be with this person all the time. Is it making me lose what I have gained so much?

for the first time in months, I threw up today.. the stress was overwhelming for me. I had to do something… this agony that I have been going through is rough. I want to cut, I want to strave, I want to binge and purge… but is it because I find that easier than facing reality? What this reality is made me to believe is real. I know this world is not real, I know that I am living in a dream state only to fight this “reality” but why do I have to be tormented, isn’t though I have found the way it works enough for it to stop? or am I subjected to fulfilling whatever life I am needing o fulfill here.

With this new person, comes new trust. Am I ready to trust someone again? is my doubt the energy that’s creating these mistakes? Why do I feel everything has to be perfect all the time, when nothing I give energy to is perfect…. why do I feel like I need to be hospitalized again? How could I even afford it? I couldn’t… this pain and anguish has been plaguing my mind.

I am finding out more about myself. Love is growth, and it is painful.. but why do we have to have these other emotions compacted into what growth should be? what did I do in another wolrd to receive such pain? did I volunteer this life so some else didn’t have to suffer?

I want to be the change in the world I want to see, but it’s hard when I’m blinded by doubt and fear.

I want to be a silent fairy, I want to be love, and healing, and passion, and compassion and life… I want to give to the earth. I want to be the change in the world. I don’t want these feelings of hate, self rage and the negative. I will be positive, I will be positive. I will be positive. Can’t I be skinny and positive at the same time?

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WOW! ! what a Transformation!

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SO It has been a long while since I have written in my blog. I have been on this incredible journey to bettering myself spiritually, I can say I have “recovered” from my ED. Although the thoughts still plague me they have no control. They are people who make comments but I try my best to ignore them. I love myself for who I am and what I have done. I live better in the moment. I am learning everyday to love myself and to be here for others. I’ve been through so much and now I want to help others. I can say for the last 5 months I have had TRUE growth within myself and I am happy to be alive!

As these thoughts wash through my mind all I do is allow them to pass, and as I have gained weight and it does “hurt” my pride, I have to also let that go. My ego and my pride can hurt me.

It’s not all fun and games all the time, I still struggle but I do not struggle as much, and through my struggles I grow. The best way to deal with mistakes is to learn from them and not do it again. I am still learning this to.

I have found an amazing family through networking and it has helped me grow even more. I try to meditate everyday. I believe in a previous post I posted that I was going to start mediation in attempts to alleviate my anxiety and depression, well its worked. I also have read many books on my journey through meditation. I now believe in the Oneness within the world and I am living each day.

Lately I have been going through a “weird” time. I know its growth I just haven’t figured it out yet so it’s taxing. I’ve learned so much and it’s hard to absorb it all at once. HAHA!

Some books I have read to help me grow, but in spirit and in mental health.

The 4 Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz (plus the Voice of knowledge, and the 5th agreement and the mastery of love)

Zen Mind Beginnners mind.

The 3 Pillars of zen

Osho books – all of them are good but I am currently reading Love Freedom Aloneness.

I am also reading abook on mindfulness.

I turned vegan as well in support of my “Be the Change in the world you want to see” Giving up food wasn’t the hard part it’s the realization to the fact of what we are doing to the planet, animals and life on earth- it’s destroying us!

off meds… again?

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Why do I do this to myself? I go off, I go on? I dont know why I do this… I’m stupid I know but I just don’t want to be dependent on a pill that changes me… I should take them because it is a chemical imbalance. I quit smoking, I quit my meds, I’m in the middle of a divorce… I’m an idiot with all this stress… I don’t know what I’m thinking… but I can do this. I moved in with a Great friend. He is wonderful. But the adjustment is hard. Sigh. No therapy and my Doctor thinks I’m abusing my meds… and i’m not even taking them except to sleep and I can barley even do that right now… obviously because I am awake right now after 3 hours of sleep… sigh… I’m helpless… Whatever. I’m fat and ugly and gross and I’m just useless…

Progress

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So I may not be meditating everyday or even once a week, but somehow I am off my meds. When my husband admitted me again because he “didn’t know what to do” and I was “out of his boundaries” with the help I needed he sent me away to the hospital. This is not who I seek to find comfort in. We are to leave and separate our lives. He has given up on us, on me… Which I guess should have been expected because this is what all men do to me. My father, my boyfriends, my friends, and now my husband. This is the time for me to regain my self-worth. I am done with giving people me and leaving none of me for myself. It is time for me to stop all of this. For three days I lay in bed sleeping not eating or drinking to get off my meds. For 8 days I was dizzy and couldn’t focus.

I am mad with grief, I know not how to handle such a feeling. All my life I have grieved in denial and in hate. This time I battle myself to forget it all together. I do not need the 5 steps if the grieving process if I learn to love myself and just forgive. But that is what is the strongest is my self-hate. It’s pathetic and pitiful but I need to reminds self that I can not help anyone if I can’t help myself. I need to learn that loving myself is more important in my life than loving another. Because how can I love another if I have no room to love myself? I have been reading about my problem…

Screw the meds, screw the doctors, I’m done with falling into my own diagnoses if this BPD… I can control what it is that I fear… What it is that I feel. The chemical imbalance in my brain makes it harder, but I must continue. My days are long and my heart hurts, but I must make it through.

I cry when I least expect and I fail when I feel the strongest. But persistence will get me through, I must not give up even when I fail.

I’m trying to find a job to get on my own feet and I’m planning on going back to school in the spring. Please wish me luck. This is going to be a battle for me. I will have no one person to hold on to, no one by my side to help me. No meds to calm me. This will be me and my natural form, my natural, Creator-given life. I must do it to know that I can, to know that I strong. I am weak and fragile now. I must stick to my plan, remember my goals daily and be kind to myself.