Home→Forums→Tough Times→What am? I? I am? Am I?
- This topic has 1 reply, 2 voices, and was last updated 5 hours, 28 minutes ago by
anita.
-
AuthorPosts
-
April 12, 2025 at 5:28 pm #444828
Laven
ParticipantToo long of a visit from foster moms son from out of town. He came by train and stayed from 11am-5pm… during his visit, he called one of his brothers to visit too. He also stayed a few hours.
Foster mom faked enjoying their company. She told me that they stayed too long and that she was worn out..
Plus they were loud and took over her television.
She doesn’t like a lot of noise nor people.
Had to listen to them further traumatize me by talking about a very traumatic experience in my life ..like it was general conversation…it is to them .not to me…
I remained stoic, unaffected, and composed on the outside….on the inside I’m dying…I’m always dying …. Aren’t we all though?
My anxieties and PTSD were flaring up and I wanted to flee ….I want to flee…
From everything…
Always ..
Pretending to be happy and content all of the time is exhausting and further my lifelong depression. I wish I could be “myself” but I can never.
I don’t even know who, what, where, why I am or am I? I spend time and in existential dread and questioning and decline. I am stuck at the blue pool loophole and I don’t know how to get out do the red one.
I am lonelier than ghost…
I am lonelier than tears…
I am lonelier and more hollow than words .I feel nothing but everything…and everything which is nothing all at the same time.
I am empty but spilling over polluting everything.
I long and I want but I want to long.
My life has been a shitstorm ever since I jumped into the womb and it isn’t going to get better…only worse…what’s in it for us all…
I am going mad with madness and insanity and reality
I am unfortunately here and nowhere.
I am a failure . I am a loser.
I don’t know how people “do” this.
The suffering. The waiting. The delay. The return.
The only way for me to perhaps “win’ is the sweet bliss and voids of non existence. .. perhaps there is such a space and place…
A home.
April 13, 2025 at 5:55 am #444831anita
ParticipantDear Laven:
After reading all your threads, including this most recent one, and spending a few hours this Sunday morning studying your writings, I’ve gained a deeper understanding of your situation. I want to take a moment to truly acknowledge the immense weight you’re carrying. What you’ve shared reflects an immense amount of pain, exhaustion, and loneliness, and I just want to say—I see you. Your experiences, your emotions, and the depth of what you’ve endured matter.
You’ve spent your life being strong for others—providing care, protecting, and sacrificing—but that doesn’t mean you are only meant to serve. You deserve to be cared for, supported, and valued—not just tolerated.
It’s heartbreaking to see how deeply embedded dysfunction has been in your life, and not because you chose it. It makes sense that stepping outside of it feels impossible—but even small steps toward self-care, toward honoring yourself, are worth it.
I know that healing feels unreachable, maybe even unrealistic, but you are not broken beyond repair. You are more than what others have put you through. You are worthy of understanding, of love, of feeling truly seen and heard.
Beyond everything, I want to acknowledge your remarkable strengths—because you have many. You are a talented writer, capable of expressing emotions and experiences with deep insight and honesty. Your words paint vivid pictures, and that in itself is a gift. You are a loving person, even in spaces where love has not been reciprocated. The care and protection you’ve given your foster mother—even when she hasn’t deserved it—show the depth of your heart. That same compassion is part of who you are, and it’s powerful.
You also have resilience—even in the hardest moments, even when you feel like there is nothing left, you keep going. That strength matters, even when it feels invisible to you.
You don’t have to navigate all of this alone. Seeking professional support could help lighten the burden you’ve carried for so long. You deserve guidance that is compassionate, trauma-informed, and truly focused on helping you find peace within yourself. And if you ever want to share more—on the forums, please know you are always welcome to express yourself without judgment from me.
Sending warmth your way. You matter, and I hope one day you feel that fully. 💙
anita
-
AuthorPosts