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Denninmi

(6,581 posts)
Tue Nov 13, 2012, 08:45 PM Nov 2012

Hey, all. An apology and kinda a goodbye.

Here's the deal -- I have been beyond way over the top lately. That one weird post I made Saturday was so embarrassing I just self deleted the thing.

I keep trying to make sense of all of this, from the start to today. Some of it is senseless, it seems to be just the expression of fear and shame over and over again.

In fact, I have been posting so much on here it seems to be all I do at times. If it had a point, I guess it would be a different story, but often no point at all, as I said above.

Also, I'm not sure at this point if this is helping, I am beginning to feel like it makes it worse because it allows me to wallow in my own despair, and that is not working for me.

I need to grow up at age 47. Bad things happen in the world, to good people, and I still consider myself a good guy in spirit if not in fact despite all of this. It seems so unfair, because it is unfair, and crying over it won't stop it, if it happened it happened.

I found myself upset again tonight driving home over something so simple yet full of meaning. I used to listen faithfully to NPR during my commute, All Things Considered has been like an old friend since my college days in the 80's. I haven't even turned on the radio for months, I just listen obsessively to pop and rock on my iPod. Tonight, I turned it on for a few miles, and had to turn it off because I couldn't stand to listen, it made me sad for everything I feel like I lost.

I keep thinking about Hester Prynne of 'The Scarlet Letter' fame. I feel like I have a big mark on my chest, MI for mentally ill. And that everyone knows it. I really do feel like a parolee, too, like I will always be scrutinized in all of my actions. And I don't like that at all. It makes me ashamed of myself, and it makes me feel like I have lost my freedom. One of the reasons I was always attracted to Democratic politics and liberalism is because it is founded in the concept of dignity and freedom of self-determination of the individual supported by the better angels of human nature. I even lost that, when I went to vote, I did it absentee ahead of time. My excuse was I wouldn't available. The real truth, it used to mean so much to me, and this year I was voting blind, I had no idea about the down-ballot races or the ballot proposals. I didn't even know which judicial candidates were D's and which R's, and I know I voted wrong on some of them. And that hurt, too.

I don't know how I will ever get rid of the feeling that I did something gravely wrong. I keep being told by some people it is just a biologically based condition, but I myself feel it is a grave moral failing on my part. I don't know if I can conquer this, or if it will conquer me. Again, it seems so unfair, my father was a monster, I always tried to be the opposite of him to the best of my ability, and now I am what he was, a monster.

And I don't know if I can trust the mental health system. It seems to me that it does as much harm as good, and that it tears people down faster than it builds them up. I have met so many people in this experience who I thought were just trapped in a downward spiral forever. After multiple hospitalizations and drugs and therapy they are barely functional and can't even see the daylight.

I didn't want that to be me, but I really on the continental divide on this one, I feel it could go either way. And I don't know how to avoid falling over the edge into darkness when it seems like everything reminds me of my shame and everything takes me down.

I don't know what will happen. I need to take this up with the pro's I can trust. Maybe it will help.

Thank you for everything. Your friendship really has meant the world to me. I am going to stay away for a while. If things improve and I find a path out that allows me to look myself in the mirror again, I would like to come back and share that. And I won't entirely disappear, I need my MFM fix in the Lounge, it lets me forget for just a minute.

Thanks and bye.

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Hey, all. An apology and kinda a goodbye. (Original Post) Denninmi Nov 2012 OP
Good luck, and I hope you find some answers LiberalEsto Nov 2012 #1
No monster Den. elleng Nov 2012 #2
You should benefit from a good therapist Tobin S. Nov 2012 #3
I don't know you well libodem Nov 2012 #4
check in when you can grasswire Nov 2012 #5

Tobin S.

(10,418 posts)
3. You should benefit from a good therapist
Wed Nov 14, 2012, 06:36 AM
Nov 2012

The issues you are dealing with seem to be less a symptom of your illness and more about your acceptance of being ill. The problems you are experiencing with that are mostly of your own making. A good therapist will help you with that.

I can tell you how great my life is (and it is) even though I have a mental illness, and a severe one at that. I can tell you I've been symptom-free for over ten years. I can tell you that the only people who know about my illness are the people I want to know. But I can't make you believe that stuff can happen to you and maybe I can't even make you believe it happened to me. But I am not a good therapist or a therapist at all.

You're not a monster, Dennis. You're a good person in a tough situation. It's going to be a struggle, maybe the greatest one of your life, but I think you will come out okay.

libodem

(19,288 posts)
4. I don't know you well
Wed Nov 14, 2012, 01:04 PM
Nov 2012

But I feel an affinity toward you. Don't go too far away.
You are a good liberal. I like you. I'm a little bit of a misfit. A bit of a freak. And a wierdo. Yes the big wierdo likes you. (you probably shuddered).

I will say I might have to be your secret friend. I'm pretty much just mailing to my Dorothy friends. We meet in the stairwell and whisper. I told them they shouldn't be too public with our association.

Yes the big tainted Trollie, loves you. I'm trying to own my inner troll. It hurt so much, I'm taking my advice and owning it.

They don't have toothbrushes under the bridge here and I just gargled with the blood of an Englishman.
But come kiss Trollie good by for now.

Teasing. Testing your sense of humor.

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