A_Wanderer
ONE love, blood, life
My first ever one of these, I have hit rock bottom and had an epiphany. This is not a cry for help or a call for sympathy, this is my own position as it is and nothing more.
In my last years of high school my sister sank into a very serious depression and level of mental illness, I mean in hospital for months on end serious. I did in many ways have to pick up a good deal of slack around the household, cooking, cleaning etc. this in itself was the right thing to do. Anyhow I suspect in order to deal with some of the more messed up events that were going on I shut down emotionally. I didn't go out, I didn't socialise and focused on tasks at hand, school and study. As far as formitive processes go this may well be the single bigest factor on who I am ~ I rely on myself and myself alone, but inside my heart is aching for more.
I finished school fine got into university, my sister has gotten better to a point of normality but emotionally I was still cold. Then I met a girl, started to express myself more ~ things were looking up and I loved her, but that invariably ended and that just cut into me. Since then for the last year or so when I start drinking my controls lower a bit and those emotions start rising up, so I drink more and more to try and make them go away. It does not happen a lot but when I don't keep this in check I found out that I just loose it.
Over the weekend I was invited over to an aqquaintences house for a bit of a get together. I started drinking and by the end of the evening I had consumed a six pack and half a bottle of scotch. I must state that do not binge by nature and this is the first time that it has occured. I crossed the line and I behaved dishonourably, ultimately ending with me leaving most of my meals and drink in and around the lavatory.
It has really cut into me, that I disrespected my host so and made such a contemptable fool out of myself. It sickens me that . I work so hard to better myself, and then all that work just gets wasted ~ literally.
I just feel that whenever I am on the brink of finding hapiness, of achieving what I have been working towards I am subverted and deep down it is me, a self-fufiling prophesy that I will never let myself get what I want.
I love life there is no dark depression over my head, emotionally I bottle but that is just who I am ~ reserved would be the term. So I keep going, but as always I go on alone and just cannot engage with anyone on a deeper level. I can hang out with people but I let friendships die. I never let myself get close ~ and being there waiting in the wings ensures that I am always the one left standing alone.
God help the beast in me.
So I have gotten to a point where I have had a moment of clarity, I woke up this morning an looked in the mirror and saw exactly where I have gotten to. I have nobody; I want make a connection. I think that the only way that I can do this is to cease my ruinous behaviour. I know I have the will and drive, I turned a corner that night. I must make up for what I did and must redouble my efforts to get what I need.
In my last years of high school my sister sank into a very serious depression and level of mental illness, I mean in hospital for months on end serious. I did in many ways have to pick up a good deal of slack around the household, cooking, cleaning etc. this in itself was the right thing to do. Anyhow I suspect in order to deal with some of the more messed up events that were going on I shut down emotionally. I didn't go out, I didn't socialise and focused on tasks at hand, school and study. As far as formitive processes go this may well be the single bigest factor on who I am ~ I rely on myself and myself alone, but inside my heart is aching for more.
I finished school fine got into university, my sister has gotten better to a point of normality but emotionally I was still cold. Then I met a girl, started to express myself more ~ things were looking up and I loved her, but that invariably ended and that just cut into me. Since then for the last year or so when I start drinking my controls lower a bit and those emotions start rising up, so I drink more and more to try and make them go away. It does not happen a lot but when I don't keep this in check I found out that I just loose it.
Over the weekend I was invited over to an aqquaintences house for a bit of a get together. I started drinking and by the end of the evening I had consumed a six pack and half a bottle of scotch. I must state that do not binge by nature and this is the first time that it has occured. I crossed the line and I behaved dishonourably, ultimately ending with me leaving most of my meals and drink in and around the lavatory.
It has really cut into me, that I disrespected my host so and made such a contemptable fool out of myself. It sickens me that . I work so hard to better myself, and then all that work just gets wasted ~ literally.
I just feel that whenever I am on the brink of finding hapiness, of achieving what I have been working towards I am subverted and deep down it is me, a self-fufiling prophesy that I will never let myself get what I want.
I love life there is no dark depression over my head, emotionally I bottle but that is just who I am ~ reserved would be the term. So I keep going, but as always I go on alone and just cannot engage with anyone on a deeper level. I can hang out with people but I let friendships die. I never let myself get close ~ and being there waiting in the wings ensures that I am always the one left standing alone.
God help the beast in me.
So I have gotten to a point where I have had a moment of clarity, I woke up this morning an looked in the mirror and saw exactly where I have gotten to. I have nobody; I want make a connection. I think that the only way that I can do this is to cease my ruinous behaviour. I know I have the will and drive, I turned a corner that night. I must make up for what I did and must redouble my efforts to get what I need.