Jasmin Lee Cori, The Emotionally Absent Mother: A Guide to Self-Healing and Getting the Love You Missed

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Jasmin Lee Cori, The Emotionally Absent Mother: A Guide to Self-Healing and Getting the Love You Missed
did i actually relapse or did i just never recover
i am overwhelmed and i just want everything to stop. just stop. just for a moment so i can think, so i can cry, so i can mourn but its so difficult because life just keeps going and my issues are piling on top of each other and suffocating me and i am so overwhelmed that i cant breathe. i hate this.
I should be used to be alone but why it still hurts?
Sometimes I feel like you really do like me. But sometimes it seems like you don’t care at all.
FUCK I NEED THIS RIGHT NOW
nothing has ever been easy for me. yes i am highly intelligent.
but simple daily tasks don’t come naturally to me. my limbs feel heavy all the time, i have no desire to eat, wash myself or exercise. yet i do it because doctors tell me it’ll make me feel better. but it’s been years.
my life is grey, i have no emotion toward anything or anyone in my life. it’s so boring. I think this is what causes this mood.
people say “go get an education”, “get a job, you won’t be bored”. but i did those things. yet i’m still experiencing severe anhedonia;
it’s all empty.
i don’t FEEL empty inside as i have thoughts etc. which obviously provoke emotion. but my life is empty.
but i feel as if life isn’t worth it.
i’m not living for anyone or even myself. i’m simply here because i know it’s not easy to die.
i don’t want to live like this. i’m tired of pretending to everyone around me i’m doing better by working, sleeping, eating, getting up, exercising etc.
it’s masking. i’ve always masked my personality, but now i have begun to mask my depression.
not because it’s not socially acceptable. more so because i want people to think I’m better.
zoloft, basically: - man i dont give a flying fuck - having an orgasm? in this economy? - wow i CAN be a functional human being huh who would have thought! - i literally havent done anything for fun since 1992 - is this shit even working? - you do everything you have to do and then u spend ur free time sleeping - wow im a motherfucking robot - man this shit is so expensive - do i even feel? do i even think? - life is meaningless and not worth living but i kinda dont want to die anymore so whatever - hey my friends are texting me! should i reply? nah - time does not exist. you are just living your life and not thinking about the future. - did i take my meds today? - literally not caring about anything. ever.
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I never want my children to lay in bed at night and feel the overwhelming darkness that I do.
To my future children.