posted November 26, 2016 10:29 PM
I am mentally in a really bad place. All my insecurities. I feel like I am exaggerating them. All my fears. The fears from the past that I thought I recovered from.I am finally facing things I've been avoiding. I feel like I've been in denial for a long time. I always ignored bad things. I denied them. Deep down inside they still made me feel horrible. My thoughts tried their best changing, emotions can't be changed.
And that's both good and bad. Emotions makes me a human. Sometimes they're too horrible to feel. They give a feeling of your heart sinking. Face turns white like a ghost. Stress is so bad, fears are so strong, they chase you in your dreams. You feel like it's never going to be possible to be happy after what you realized. What you found out.
Saturn's in my first house. I am a burden
Moon is in my 7th house. I care about others' opinions too much.
Pisces ascendant. I am too sensitive. Vulnerable victim.
But there's no Prince Charming. If there was I wouldn't mind being the sensitive Pisces that I am.
Virgo sun with mercury in Virgo in 6th house. So much worry. So much anxiety. So many thoughts. OCD.
I can't make jokes since 2 1/2 days. The seriousness is too grave. I can't feel happy. I can't. I'm so scared. I'm so scared.
I hope this feeling is not permanent. I hope something happens to prove me that I am a soul. That I'm not that bad. That I matter. I realized how unwanted I felt. I always denied it. Because it was too much. Today it's all surfacing. God help me. Please help me. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die like this. I don't want to die like this. I still want to prove myself. Because I don't want to die misunderstood.
There's only one reason you can feel bad by others. It's when you're misunderstood by them.
I swear I am not exaggerating. Can someone relate?
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Update: Basically, I am complaining about something that I complained about 7 years ago for the first time. It's been 7 years. And I still have the same complain.
It's when my depression started. It's when I started dangerous attention seeking behaviour.
At 12 I said while crying that no one loves me.
I was being so honest and straightforward. I was so naive.
They said it's not true. They said of course they love me. After some time that's when I stopped believing in words anymore.
I loved and trusted everything and everyone so much. I was so innocent.
I have every right to be the way I am today. You don't like it. You don't like seeing me depressed.