BEFORE . . . aaarrrgggghhhh!!!
Posted: Sat May 07, 2005 3:24 am
*Why do I feel I need to hurt myself? What has brought me to this point?
I don't know, I feel an intense self-hatred at the moment -- I ate too much, but I hate throwing up and don't really want to do that . . . at the same time I do . I feel like SI would almost be a lesser of the two 'evils' because it makes me feel better than purging . . . I just feel gross and fat and disgusting and like a stupid failure . . . I feel like I'm at a wall, a dead end, no where to go, I'd like to SU, but I'm kind of too tired to really think seriously about drawing up a plan . . . I guess I just feel like SI would be better than anything else I'll do . . . I'm also stressed out about my parents and their pressuring me to do something and pretty much "get over" my debilitating depression, I told them I'd volunteer somewhere, to get them off my back, and now I feel stressed that I'm going to have to do something and I don't know if I can handle it . . . arrrrrrgggg!!
* Have I been here before? What did I do to deal with it? How did I feel then?
Yes, and I always end up doing it . . . giving in . . . I just don't feel like I have the energy to battle the urge . . . I'll try to do what I always do in the evening, pull out/dig out hair from my legs with sharp tweezers -- doesn't 'really' hurt, and it's satisfying, just sometimes it's not enough, but we'll see, I guess
* What I have done to ease this discomfort so far? What else can I do that won't hurt me?
I just keep dwelling -- I can't get it out of my head! argh! I try to keep myself occupied, watching TV, but it's not enough -- I keep biting my nails and the skin around them, but there's nothing left to bite -- I ate dinner, and I'm full, but I keep thinking eating will help keep me occupied, but then the "I'm so f*cking FAT!" comes up again! I don't know . . . what can I do? Take a bunch of sleeping pills and drug myself to sleep, but will it work fast enough? I don't know . . .
* How do I feel right now?
shitty, overwhelmed, anxious, drained, full, exhausted, SUish, urgy, alone, dead-ended/trapped/no way out . . . everything utterly horrible!
* How will I feel when I am hurting myself?
relieved, in pain, my mind will be forced to concentrate on something other than my own pitiful self, it will hurt, deserving hurt . . .
* How will I feel after hurting myself? How will I feel tomorrow morning?
I don't know, relieved in a way? in physical pain, guilty for giving in, annoyed that I did it AGAIN, my T will probably be annoyed with me b/c I keep doing it, she probably thinks it's stupid that I can't stop, but that's not fair, -- that's actually what I think . . . *sigh* I feel like such an obnoxious BURDEN!!! I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH! sorry . . .
* Can I avoid this stressor, or deal with it better in the future?
I don't know, any suggestions? how to avoid hating myself? I can't imagine it actually . . .
* Do I need to hurt myself?
No I never *need* to SI, I just want to , in order to avoid everything else that runs around in a tangled mess inside my head . . . it's an avoidance mechanism, I recognize that, I just sometimes feel so weak and incapable of facing myself and what I'm thinking . . . and feeling . . .
I don't know, I feel an intense self-hatred at the moment -- I ate too much, but I hate throwing up and don't really want to do that . . . at the same time I do . I feel like SI would almost be a lesser of the two 'evils' because it makes me feel better than purging . . . I just feel gross and fat and disgusting and like a stupid failure . . . I feel like I'm at a wall, a dead end, no where to go, I'd like to SU, but I'm kind of too tired to really think seriously about drawing up a plan . . . I guess I just feel like SI would be better than anything else I'll do . . . I'm also stressed out about my parents and their pressuring me to do something and pretty much "get over" my debilitating depression, I told them I'd volunteer somewhere, to get them off my back, and now I feel stressed that I'm going to have to do something and I don't know if I can handle it . . . arrrrrrgggg!!
* Have I been here before? What did I do to deal with it? How did I feel then?
Yes, and I always end up doing it . . . giving in . . . I just don't feel like I have the energy to battle the urge . . . I'll try to do what I always do in the evening, pull out/dig out hair from my legs with sharp tweezers -- doesn't 'really' hurt, and it's satisfying, just sometimes it's not enough, but we'll see, I guess
* What I have done to ease this discomfort so far? What else can I do that won't hurt me?
I just keep dwelling -- I can't get it out of my head! argh! I try to keep myself occupied, watching TV, but it's not enough -- I keep biting my nails and the skin around them, but there's nothing left to bite -- I ate dinner, and I'm full, but I keep thinking eating will help keep me occupied, but then the "I'm so f*cking FAT!" comes up again! I don't know . . . what can I do? Take a bunch of sleeping pills and drug myself to sleep, but will it work fast enough? I don't know . . .
* How do I feel right now?
shitty, overwhelmed, anxious, drained, full, exhausted, SUish, urgy, alone, dead-ended/trapped/no way out . . . everything utterly horrible!
* How will I feel when I am hurting myself?
relieved, in pain, my mind will be forced to concentrate on something other than my own pitiful self, it will hurt, deserving hurt . . .
* How will I feel after hurting myself? How will I feel tomorrow morning?
I don't know, relieved in a way? in physical pain, guilty for giving in, annoyed that I did it AGAIN, my T will probably be annoyed with me b/c I keep doing it, she probably thinks it's stupid that I can't stop, but that's not fair, -- that's actually what I think . . . *sigh* I feel like such an obnoxious BURDEN!!! I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH! sorry . . .
* Can I avoid this stressor, or deal with it better in the future?
I don't know, any suggestions? how to avoid hating myself? I can't imagine it actually . . .
* Do I need to hurt myself?
No I never *need* to SI, I just want to , in order to avoid everything else that runs around in a tangled mess inside my head . . . it's an avoidance mechanism, I recognize that, I just sometimes feel so weak and incapable of facing myself and what I'm thinking . . . and feeling . . .