Unless I’ve felt empathy for someone else, I am unable to feel it for myself.
Someone w rly suffering in so much pain w anxiety. My heart went out to her.
Bc of this I w able to treat myself the same way.
I had anxiety at the knit and natter. It wasn’t a conscious thing. I didn’t reason it out, to treat myself the same. I kinda did tho let it go once I had thought it.
I had to stay completely present; exclude all thought and then I calmed down. I have used this grounding technique before, a few years ago. It worked like a charm.
I seem to have all these bad thoughts in my head, and they just devalue the f out of me. My head w just being so mean to me.
Like I say, I shut it all out and returned to normal.
I had only slept for like an hour and a half. I w practically falling asleep on the desk.
I want to tell you lovely things that people said to me tho I can’t it’s too personal for them. Tho it w nice that they said w they said.
It w weird. When I w out I had to shut out all thought until I got in my door. Ik that I w be able to let thought in when I got home. Home for me is a safe space.
I started thinking, happened to worry about a couple of things and just excluded them from my thoughts and carried on thinking.
From this I have to say that grounding techniques absolutely do work. W is odd bc I have found that unconditionally accepting my feelings just makes me judge people.
This is me waking up to people not hating me when I am upset and they actually rly feel for me. I feel myself becoming human.
It w the anxiety that kept me narcissistic. I w unable to see people when they were upset and how much they were struggling bc I w struggling worse.
Now my anxiety has come down I am able to be aware when someone is just suffering. Like I say, I w then able to just feel so much for them. And consequently feel less shame when I am triggered.
The spell is being broken. This feels amazing. I have never been here before in my life, this is all new to me; I think; apart from when I w younger. I w have felt bad for someone then.
I don’t know where my mind has been or why I ended up this way; c be bc of being close to someone I feel has ASBD, two people actually.
I’m scared that I w get hooked on nicotine and caffeine, and aspirin.
As I come down off the medication I w on, I am craving so bad it scares the sh out of me.
I think bc they cover up the dopamine receptors, they are giving the same signal as if dopamine w there; w means that they made me feel high and coming off them has left me jonesing like f’ery, even months after giving them up.
I honestly feel that the system did a number on me. I never needed the drugs. I w fine when I came out of prison and then they put me on them like some kind of perv or something.
There w a treatment order that meant by law I had to take this junk, that I didn’t need. It feels disgusting w I’ve been through.
I have to put myself in the position of imagining someone else going through that and think w the f. I can’t quite do it, I’m a little broken, and it rly feels it.
I suppose coming from w I feel w a psychopathic life, I just reject caring about myself and blaming other people for w happened. I don’t want to go there.
To Seeing The Evil Of How I W Treated
Kirsty
