I think I’m leaving tumblr.
My mental health is seriously struggling, the psychiatrist just gave me all the details for a possible month stay in a psych ward for electroconvulsive therapy. I’m barely hanging on, I keep myself alive because I couldn’t bare to destroy my partner’s life like that, but every day is emotional or physical agony. I’m starting to prefer the physical agony, I can handle it better. The emotions are so bad, the weight of my traumatic memories is just so much, that I get uncontrollable compulsions to bash my head against objects and dig my nails into my skin until it breaks. I’m still begging for a therapist to take my case but we’ve had no luck for a year now.
Honestly, I haven’t found the tumblr spoonie community to be particularly supportive or helpful. It’s nice to know that people go through the same kind of stuff I do, but it hurts to be sitting yet again on the outside of a community that doesn’t seem to be very welcoming. This blog has over a hundred followers, but my endless attempts to form friendships, help others and reach out for help myself have gone ignored. I’m beginning to accept that I’m just an unlikeable person no matter what I do, and that the rest of my life will probably be spent in isolation. At least I have Mike, the only person who seems to find me worth interacting with.
I’m not usually so bleak or whiny, I’m just really over it. I’m completely invisible, no one will even read this far, no one is even going to notice I’m gone. I’ve been completely socially outcast and neglected ever since childhood and it’s not going to change, so I’m going to stop pretending that I’m a person with any worth at all, or that anyone wants to hear a single word I have to say. I’m just going to go.















