Originally Posted by
NeckerCube
...most of the time, when I see my therapist, I'm in a weird mood; it's like an hour drive, and driving can serve to reduce stress. So I'm all relaxed when I arrive, and end up not wanting to talk about "problems." Plus, a part of me really wants to feel better, and understands that all this is getting "old."
But that's the problem, I'm like half way there; I'm constantly drifting from feeling ok, to feeling like crap; one moment I'm distracted by good things, one moment I'm distracted by bad memories.
I'm still mad at myself; I still blame myself; I still feel rejected...
I'm still screaming, it's not fair, it's not fair, but at the same time...it is, whatever it is.
I admit, I have a self destructive personality, but the chat log isn't all bad...ok, I'm lying, it reminds me of how blind I was...
...she Cared. She cared to chat with me, even if it were to distract herself, or to get back at her ex, or whatever, at one point she cared.
That's attractive, to me at least. I mean, that's why I keep coming back to this forum, for support, thinking you all care; so thank you.
I visit or revisit the past because I feel lost; a part of me thinks I'm going crazy, insane.
The stuff I talked about in the past which was the future is now the present. Reading what I just wrote is crazy.
I need to know that everything is going to be ok even though it's not. I can't tell myself that, not for long at least.
I was talking to this guy at a bar last night, he's older, probably in his 40s; he was telling me about how he traveled the world, well to me it seems like the world; all over Europe, places in Canada, all the States, what an adventure right? He said he cashed out his retirement plan at like 28. I don't know where I'm going with this, but he said that's how he met his girlfriend, traveling. He said he met a lot of friendly people while traveling and had all sorts of experiences.
I'm not ready to travel; I don't know where to go, I don't even know where I am right now. I feel, if I'm lonely now, like this, what would it be like being lonely elsewhere? Plus, money is an issue...which I'm fine with considering because I used to focus on how to make money because my life was all about Time and Money; I had little of both.
Now I have lots of Time, and some Money. But if I had more Money? It won't change the past. That's the sad part. Give me a million dollars, it won't change how I feel about this girl, how I feel about my friend.
So if Money won't change me... then Time? People say Time will heal...yeah...but it takes time...and I'm impatient.
I was thinking about my parents last night, about how they're divorced, about how my Dad changed and my Mom changed and how it probably affected me.
It's not fair.