When do we say that enough is enough? When do we call time on the things that we love that we know are slowly destroying us?
I have been seeing a counsellor for a while now and things have started to make a lot more sense than before I did...I openly talk and think about things within my hour long session and it has been so good to talk. I have surprised myself at what I have said...but this week things have taken a turn for the worse...
My counselling session has focussed on my problems with being rejected...and the more I consider things the more I realise that I cannot take any more rejection...the total feeling of abject failure is one that I just cannot take any more.
My parents invited themselves over this week to come and see me and we were supposed to be going out for something to eat...they haven't been to see me for about 3 years...it is a half hour drive...I asked them to come and let my cat out once when I was away...but they were too busy. I phoned them the day before they were due to come over and turned them down...my reason...because I realised that both my brothers were away with their families in Glastonbury and that the reason they were coming over is because my brothers weren't about.
I was supposed to go and see my girlfriend last night. She has recently been away to help her sort through problems she has had and get them out of her system by writing them down...I have read them and they are truly awful...the things she has had to go through...it makes my life seem easy in comparison. We didn't meet up. She was too tired from work over the week (she has done 70 hours) and wanted to go home and go to sleep...I have seen her for one hour in the past 11 days...and god knows I miss her...and I just want to be held tight and told that everything will be ok.
My one true rock is work...and these last few weeks have got worse and worse...I wrote a letter of resignation last night...there were four things that happened yesterday that told me to give it all up...even my work is starting to reject me.
My worry is that I am starting to feel anger and resentment towards all the things around me...and I know why...it is because I am constantly feeling rejected...and everyone makes me feel rejected.
For the first time last night in my entire life I actually wondered why I am here any more...the first time in my life I am actually thinking that I really don't want to be here any more...and yes for the first time in my life I actually thought about slipping off my seat belt and strategically placing my car into a tree...but I fear that even death might reject me.
I am truly sorry to all the people I have ever upset or hurt in my life. I never did anything intentionally to hurt you and you know I never would.
I am so sorry.
I have been seeing a counsellor for a while now and things have started to make a lot more sense than before I did...I openly talk and think about things within my hour long session and it has been so good to talk. I have surprised myself at what I have said...but this week things have taken a turn for the worse...
My counselling session has focussed on my problems with being rejected...and the more I consider things the more I realise that I cannot take any more rejection...the total feeling of abject failure is one that I just cannot take any more.
My parents invited themselves over this week to come and see me and we were supposed to be going out for something to eat...they haven't been to see me for about 3 years...it is a half hour drive...I asked them to come and let my cat out once when I was away...but they were too busy. I phoned them the day before they were due to come over and turned them down...my reason...because I realised that both my brothers were away with their families in Glastonbury and that the reason they were coming over is because my brothers weren't about.
I was supposed to go and see my girlfriend last night. She has recently been away to help her sort through problems she has had and get them out of her system by writing them down...I have read them and they are truly awful...the things she has had to go through...it makes my life seem easy in comparison. We didn't meet up. She was too tired from work over the week (she has done 70 hours) and wanted to go home and go to sleep...I have seen her for one hour in the past 11 days...and god knows I miss her...and I just want to be held tight and told that everything will be ok.
My one true rock is work...and these last few weeks have got worse and worse...I wrote a letter of resignation last night...there were four things that happened yesterday that told me to give it all up...even my work is starting to reject me.
My worry is that I am starting to feel anger and resentment towards all the things around me...and I know why...it is because I am constantly feeling rejected...and everyone makes me feel rejected.
For the first time last night in my entire life I actually wondered why I am here any more...the first time in my life I am actually thinking that I really don't want to be here any more...and yes for the first time in my life I actually thought about slipping off my seat belt and strategically placing my car into a tree...but I fear that even death might reject me.
I am truly sorry to all the people I have ever upset or hurt in my life. I never did anything intentionally to hurt you and you know I never would.
I am so sorry.