EnhancedSpirit
High Priestess
(I mailed the following letter to a friend today, so I am reaching out for help, but I have known you guys for over a year now, and feel as if you are my friends, and I really need friends right now, so I'm going to share this with you)
I have been having some very scary thoughts. And I really need to talk to someone about it. And it has to be someone who understands how I feel. I keep wondering, if I killed myself (except for my kids), how long would it be before someone found me. And (except for my kids), who would care?
Usually I can dismiss such thoughts, but I just keep getting these overwhelming feelings of despair, and I dont know what Im going to do when the kids are gone. When I was catching up with my old friend, he was so amazed, and said I had accomplished so much since I left Oklahoma, and to him I had a fulfilling life. Why do I feel like such a failure? I feel inadequate as a mother. I am so tired of being strong for everyone else, and having no one there for me when I feel weak. My parents think Im a failure. My children are never satisfied, I always fall short of making them happy. I fall short of making anyone happy, including, most importantly, myself. Every night when I go to bed, I wish I would not wake up. I feel unloved, unappreciated, unwanted. I am so tired of the pain, and disappointment in myself. Im tired of all the demands life puts on me. I often wish I could sell all my stuff, and live on the beach somewhere, with no obligations, no responsibilities. No one to disappoint. I used to be so enthusiastic about life, now I find it very hard to be enthusiastic about anything. What have I become? How the hell did I get to this place? I know Im far from perfect, and I always look for ways to improve myself as a person, I am a very generous and loving person. What happened to you get what you put in? I have given till it hurts and now I have nothing to give. I am not seeing anyone, because I have no desire to put my efforts into another relationship. I have nothing left to give. I have no desire to have my heart trashed yet again. Once you give your heart to someone, you do not get it back. And I have given out all I can spare, probably too much, or I wouldnt be feeling this way. I dont want to be in a relationship until I can get through this. I do not want to be in a relationship until I am happy with myself. Even friendships, as long as Im the strong one, and have something to give, its fine, but when Im in need, who can I turn to? I just want the pain to go away. I want to be happy, genuinely happy and enthusiastic about life. Where can I get some of that? Do they sell it at Wal-Mart? I, by general definition, am successful, and prosperous. I have a car, a house, no debt except for monthly bills, I have lots of stuff, but none of it matters to me, a hurricane could take it all away today, I would not care. I do not feel successful, I do not feel prosperous. Im swimming in a sea of despair, and there is no shoreline to swim to. I feel like Im drowning in my tears. I am a failure to my friends, I am a failure to my exs, I am a failure to my parents, I am a failure to my children. I am a failure to myself. Why do I even try? How do I stop the hurt? The things in life that I used to enjoy, no longer hold any joy for me. I take my kids to the park, and watch them have fun, but I feel like an empty shell. I know I am not the best mom I can be, because the best mom, is a happy mom. And I cant find my happiness. I feel like Im just a lump of meat, taking up space. I feel like I would have more to give to the worms than I have to give to my children. I find my patience with them getting shorter and shorter, and they are suffering for it. I am seriously thinking about letting Andrew stay with his dad next year, because I just dont feel I have the strength to do this anymore. I would rather die, than to keep feeling like this, and I have exhausted all ideas on how to get over it. When the kids are at Johns I try to go out, but I find myself wandering aimlessly around town, with nowhere to go. This feeling has been growing for years, and is now getting too heavy to bear.
I could keep going on and on, but I think you get the picture. And I feel like Im being a burden to you for involving you with this, but I do not know who else to turn to. I dont know who else would understand the kind of overwhelming despair I am feeling, and thought maybe you could talk me out of this.
I dont know what else to say.
I have been having some very scary thoughts. And I really need to talk to someone about it. And it has to be someone who understands how I feel. I keep wondering, if I killed myself (except for my kids), how long would it be before someone found me. And (except for my kids), who would care?
Usually I can dismiss such thoughts, but I just keep getting these overwhelming feelings of despair, and I dont know what Im going to do when the kids are gone. When I was catching up with my old friend, he was so amazed, and said I had accomplished so much since I left Oklahoma, and to him I had a fulfilling life. Why do I feel like such a failure? I feel inadequate as a mother. I am so tired of being strong for everyone else, and having no one there for me when I feel weak. My parents think Im a failure. My children are never satisfied, I always fall short of making them happy. I fall short of making anyone happy, including, most importantly, myself. Every night when I go to bed, I wish I would not wake up. I feel unloved, unappreciated, unwanted. I am so tired of the pain, and disappointment in myself. Im tired of all the demands life puts on me. I often wish I could sell all my stuff, and live on the beach somewhere, with no obligations, no responsibilities. No one to disappoint. I used to be so enthusiastic about life, now I find it very hard to be enthusiastic about anything. What have I become? How the hell did I get to this place? I know Im far from perfect, and I always look for ways to improve myself as a person, I am a very generous and loving person. What happened to you get what you put in? I have given till it hurts and now I have nothing to give. I am not seeing anyone, because I have no desire to put my efforts into another relationship. I have nothing left to give. I have no desire to have my heart trashed yet again. Once you give your heart to someone, you do not get it back. And I have given out all I can spare, probably too much, or I wouldnt be feeling this way. I dont want to be in a relationship until I can get through this. I do not want to be in a relationship until I am happy with myself. Even friendships, as long as Im the strong one, and have something to give, its fine, but when Im in need, who can I turn to? I just want the pain to go away. I want to be happy, genuinely happy and enthusiastic about life. Where can I get some of that? Do they sell it at Wal-Mart? I, by general definition, am successful, and prosperous. I have a car, a house, no debt except for monthly bills, I have lots of stuff, but none of it matters to me, a hurricane could take it all away today, I would not care. I do not feel successful, I do not feel prosperous. Im swimming in a sea of despair, and there is no shoreline to swim to. I feel like Im drowning in my tears. I am a failure to my friends, I am a failure to my exs, I am a failure to my parents, I am a failure to my children. I am a failure to myself. Why do I even try? How do I stop the hurt? The things in life that I used to enjoy, no longer hold any joy for me. I take my kids to the park, and watch them have fun, but I feel like an empty shell. I know I am not the best mom I can be, because the best mom, is a happy mom. And I cant find my happiness. I feel like Im just a lump of meat, taking up space. I feel like I would have more to give to the worms than I have to give to my children. I find my patience with them getting shorter and shorter, and they are suffering for it. I am seriously thinking about letting Andrew stay with his dad next year, because I just dont feel I have the strength to do this anymore. I would rather die, than to keep feeling like this, and I have exhausted all ideas on how to get over it. When the kids are at Johns I try to go out, but I find myself wandering aimlessly around town, with nowhere to go. This feeling has been growing for years, and is now getting too heavy to bear.
I could keep going on and on, but I think you get the picture. And I feel like Im being a burden to you for involving you with this, but I do not know who else to turn to. I dont know who else would understand the kind of overwhelming despair I am feeling, and thought maybe you could talk me out of this.
I dont know what else to say.