Kasey's Little Corner Of The World


Trying To Sort Out My Feelings...
[info]kasey82800

I guess I'm being real sensitive about what others say to me.  I know some mean well but sometimes people don't realize that somethings affect people differently. 

It's like if I say I am pissed at everything lately.  It's not just that I'm in a pissy mood or quick tempered.  It's that I'm sitting here ready to crawl out of my skin with this feeling of anger that I truly don't know what to do about it.  Then to have someone turn around and ask "Are you still pissed?"  really just bugs me.  And then there is my kids who start with the "Mom don't get mad" if I raise up my voice one octave,  I actually raise my voice a lot of times even when I'm not mad.  And sarcasm does not necessarily equal anger.  And since when is feeling something is wrong and fighting for it being pissed off? 

 You know I truly think people forget I have a mental illness.  I am seriously gonna say stuff that may be out of the ordinary.  People who are very close to someone who is Bipolar will tell you how freakin' hard it is to deal with.  Well imagine being the one who can't walk away from it.  Imagine having to deal with these thougths and feelings 24/7.  You want to take a vacation so badly from the stress of it all but then you realize that you can't just up and leave yourself. 

Then imagine being older and having the same emotional turmoil that you had when you were a teenager.  And you look around and you know that something is wrong because you never quite felt grown up. And you're 45 and it's just not fashionable not to be grown up at this age.  I mean I'm all for being young at heart, but there are times when I'm not sure if I am 45 or 5 with the way I can act.

It's like when my situation changed last year towards the end of the year.  Let me tell you it was for the better in many ways.  But in some ways it wasn't.  But just because I was removed from a potentially harmful situation didn't mean I was cured of all my ailments.  I still have Borderline Personality Disorder.  I'm still Bipolar.  I'm still an Alcoholic.  I'm still a Perscription Drug Abuser. I'm still a Cutter......and nothing is gonna change that.

Just like I can try and rationalize out why some people have done what they've done in my life, it doesn't mean that the pain I feel is going to go away.  Whether it was taken out of context or what, my kids still said enough for me to STILL be branded a child abuser 4 years after the incidents were reported and with no proof of such abuses ever given.  Whether it's because he can't handle someone NOT being to blame for his pain, I will always carry with me the fact my brother thinks I killed our mother ~ literally.  As much as I may love them, I cannot forget the deep pain I felt because of these things.

And seriously, no matter how hard I try, I just can't find a reason to keep going anymore.  What does it say about yourself when you pray to God for Him to take you because you think you nothing more to give to anyone................and maybe you never did.

 

 



Lies...
[info]kasey82800
I can remember when I was a little girl(back when dinosaurs roamed the earth)that there was one thing my mom could not tolerate that we did.  And that was to lie. The only time I rememeber getting swatted on the behind from her was when I lied.  I don't remember what I lied about but I know I was standing in front of the open refrigerator and dammit that did hurt.

I know everyone has lied at one point or another in their life.  I know I have.  Many times.  Some were small lies, what we used to call little white lies.  Some were bigger ones but I dont't think I ever didn't fess up to a big lie ~ well maybe I didn't...  But at least I don't go around saying "I don't lie" when that is probably the most ridiculous statement a person can make.  Did you ever see someone with a hideous outfit on and they asked you how do they look?  Did you really tell them, "Oh my God.  Take it off.  Take that hideous outfit off.  You're hurting my eyes."  No of course not. 

But those lies don't bother me.  What bothers me is when people present falsehoods against me that I can neither defend my actions nor have the opportunity to refute to anyone their testimony.  I know we are taught to forgive and forget but man that is a hard thing to do seriously.  I know two people will be in a situation and neither will see things the exact same way the other does 100% of the time.  But I gotta tell you, I know some people who simply haven't a freakin' clue when it comes to seeing things in the right perspective. 

Is anyone getting the feeling that I have teenagers?  Sorry to any teenager out there because I certainly wouldn't want to label a group using only a few samples.  But it does bear noting that my problems sort of stem from those who fit the category of teenagers.  And although it's been over 25 years since I've been one myself, I'm not that old that I don't remember a few of the rules.  Parents aren't necessarily high on the hit parade when it comes to them, but geesh man I didn't realize I was the antichrist..

I know I'm not the easiest person to live with but I always tried my best with my kids.  Yes I have a mental disability and yes it interfered a lot of times.  But you know I realized about a week ago was that I also grew up with a parent who was mentally disabled and I haven't blamed everything in my life on her.  So throw that excuse out the window and there is no basic reason for them lying about things I supposedly did to them that still haunt me til this day.  And not just haunt me but follow me around also.

And right now I'm so freakin' pissed off, I just can't finish this...

Here I Am...
[info]kasey82800
When looking at my life as a whole, I can't say that I exactly hate it.  I mean it's manageable.  I don't spend my life just vegetating away doing nothing.  I know I spend way too much time on the computer and not getting out and experiencing the world.  But when you are agoraphobic, it's not easy to just get out there.  So I read and talk online.  I have met the most wonderful people online.  They are really the salt of the earth.  Sometimes I wish I had more than just the internet to keep me company.

I know my daughter and granddaughter are living with me at the present time but I have recently realized that what I think is okay is greatly different from what my daughter thinks is.  I know at 18, her perceptions are different than mine but to totally distort the truth is really something I just can't understand.  And to fault others for doing it to her is really laughable.  This is not the first time her or her sister's perception of things has been well not in line with reality.  But that's a story for another time.

So many people I know are going through such terrible times.  I really feel bad for them.  I wish I could help them but I know there is not much I can do to ease the pain they are going through. 

I know a lot of people who worry and I find myself not worrying as much as I used to.  I don't know why that is.  I think it is because of my illness and having to learn to keep things in check that have conditioned me to try real hard not to worry excessively about things until the time when the necessity arises.

I am really sick of the way those with mental illnesses are treated.   I think public awareness of mental illness sucks and that more should be done to educate people.  I know those with physical disabilities have had to fight long and hard to be recognized as human beings and not something to be mocked.  It's time for those of us with mental illnesses to take a stand also.

That's it for now.  Maybe I'll feel inspired to write something at a later date and time...
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