Tired of living
When I wake up each morning I am not grateful. For me life is not worth living. I had a miserable childhood and was traumatized by an abusive mother. I finally left home and went far away by myself to try and make a life. To a degree I was successful. I was fortunate to meet a wonderful man and we were married for 59 years before his death. Even so I have never been able to make friends or be comfortable in meeting people. I shrink from going into crowds. Now I am alone. I am 88 years old and am sick and tired of living. The only sure thing I know is that I will not do away with myself.
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You are amazing...and blessed to have a mother who gave you such a life message. My heart aches for their suffering but is also filled with gratitude for their survival. Humanity continues to do the unthinkable...we are all incredible survivors and I wish I could give a group hug. A virtual hug to you! Are you still having treatment for your lungs? Your Mom was so right...when we dig into ourselves, we find courage..and groups sure help!💞
I think the list of those that suffer from discrimination and prejudice is a long one indeed. Are we civilized? I'm a positive thinker but also a realist, and it is sad, no, it is pathetic, that the number of uncivilized in humanity seems to be growing. Look at Ukraine...but what spirit and determination they have.
I wish the world were a kinder and fairer place...but I won't go on.💞
There is nothing more to say, is there. As a civilization we are deteriorating. So I guess it is fitting that we are also destroying our planet.
We visited St. John on one of our cruises. What a charming place. I really liked it but I am sure I would not like the weather.
Like everywhere....the weather is unpredictable. My family in Eastern Passage skis, all except my son. They only got enough snow twice~! Our grass was only covered twice in Indiana. The weather is anyone's guess these days, although we had an unusual number of tornadoes~! I'd like to pass on those! I do enjoy a good thunderstorm, however.💞
I have found the following two things a challenge: my parents caused me damage (this has been confirmed by therapy and psychiatry), to the point where I moved far from all family in shame. But then 2 things happened: I carried on neglecting myself as they had. Plus, I had a family-sized hole in my life, which my wife helped with, yes. But I ended up keeping inner, mental (neglectful) parents, I guess because the psyche needs some kind of parents to guide and contain, even if neglectfully.
Solution?
1. What I wrote in my previous message.
2. I have had to forgive my parents despite the outrageous damage caused to my life. And learn that other people (though not angels, and certainly not substitute parents) can be nice. Friends are only that: nice, no more than that. But nice is good. It's just not intense like neglect or abuse. Friendship's kind of fleeting. But it's nice!
Yes friendship is nice and so are you for writing to me. I moved far from family but not in shame. They all said you will be back, implying that I would fail. I went with the attitude that I will show them, and I did. But again you are right - keeping inner parent. My mother's shrill voice and hurtful comments are all still right there. I have heard a lot about forgiveness and how it frees you. I just cannot figure it out. Someone once said to me if only I could vomit her out. Yes, if only.
I am in Southern California. We are close to Palm Springs but not as hot because I am 2,700 elevation and they are less than 250. Yet this winter we had snow. Several times and this is so unheard of here. Everyone was oohing and aahing except me. This took me back my childhood and the bad memories.
.......in his later years, Monet had to squint to see, so maybe the next time it snows....squint.....and look for the beauty.😉 I would think you also eliminate flooding ....up there.💞 Does sound lovely, but nothing is perfect, we learn....and we learn we don't have to be.
Hi...It's Deb,
Hope you are doing well. I had a nice day today. I have seen my aunt for five years. My paternal grandmother and my mother were both pregnant at the same time and she is only four months older. We had lunch and went to the Art Institute. I didn't hesitate when she invited me last Thursday pm. I'm going to get out of my worry zone and just jump in more. You do inspire me...