There are days when someone pulls the plug on the bathwater and it runs dry. Empty and cold, it sits there waiting to be used again; waiting for someone to love it passionately for even a few moments, when eventually it comes to realize that it is no longer desired...that somebody no longer wants to be in it's presence. So it sits alone, in the dark, with only the tiniest glimmer of hope that it will be wanted again someday.
(Owner of Photograph)
Through various methods and life experiences, I've been taught not to share my feelings. Well, my
true feelings. I'm talking about the courteous, "how are you?" I don't share the feelings because I've found (or imagined) people never really care. Nobody wants to be around a "Debbie Downer" or "Negative Nancy." Why even talk about those feelings when you're feeling them if nobody really cares? Seems logical right? Well I think that if most of you knew the things going through my head right now, you would probably either 1-never talk to me again because it's so pessimistic, or 2-never leave me alone out of worry or fear or whatever. Now don't get me wrong, I'm naturally a very happy, positive soul, but I seem to have been caught in this net of darkness that drags me farther down into the deep crevices of the ocean. I figure now is as good time as any to just throw it all out there. There isn't a soul that knows where I live (so I can wallow in peace) and if there is...I promise, I'll be fine.
Life is mysterious. The shift from being in such a happy, loving place to one where it's so empty it takes every ounce of strength to drag yourself out of bed, is literally like a slap in the face. You catch your breath and wonder, "what the hell just happened?!" I don't know what brought me here, and I don't really know how to get away from it. Pretending and "faking it till I make it" clearly wasn't and isn't working. Perhaps now, a year (tomorrow) after my initial separation from my husband I am finally grieving, and along with it comes all the past hurt I've endured. Perhaps my support group is helping me confront past issues that bring up so much pain I don't know what to do or how to act. I don't know. I do know I've been in a lot of pain for a long time. My first attempt at suicide was at 12. We were discussing suicide in my group this last Monday and it's clear that many people have never felt the overwhelming darkness that comes with depression. Some suggested that it was a means of being selfish. I disagree. While I can see how one would perceive suicide as selfish, anyone that has contemplated it would understand that place of "aloneness." Others suggested that merely trying and failing was a cry for attention. I disagree with this statement also. Not a single soul knew I attempted suicide at 12 years old, and I honestly doubt that my husband knew I attempted multiple times while we were married. The things that stopped me were lack of knowledge and fear. My method of choice would be Pills. From my first attempt to my most recent, I continually increased the number of pills I ingested. Clearly, my last amount was not enough. I know better when and/or if there is a next time. I make no promises. I do know that if it not for Zoey, I would probably not be getting out of bed every morning. She makes the world turn, and the sun shine. Yet there are days my patience runs short and I wonder if she'd be better off without me.
Recently I've been pondering what I did to deserve the life experiences I've gone and am going through. I'm not sure, the answer remains unknown to me. I do know however that I will learn from every single one and be a stronger person because of it. My current state of mind recognizes this fact but still attempts to mosey along halfheartedly in the dark. I feel empty and alone. Many people have been telling me they are here for me, yet I still feel alone. Why? I hurt and I don't want to hurt anymore. My only option is to continue what I'm doing. Get out of bed, keep working on being a more patient and understanding person, maintain my journey of personal growth, and attempt to put a real smile on my face whenever possible.
(Owner of Photograph)
On another note, Thank you to those of you that truly are there for me when I need you. I Apologize to those that I've been short with lately or have completely ignored. I have no excuses. I'm still learning this concept of real friendship. Communication is everything, if I have offended or wronged you, please tell me. I may not be fully aware of the situation, as I am not a mind reader.
- "A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are."
- "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."
- "Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness."