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Being outside

Permanent Linkby OMNICELL on Thu Dec 01, 2011 11:35 pm

These blogs are interesting to write. The last one had allot of suicide stuff in it. I hope thats OK. Im not used to writing like that in public. Hmmm... I guess this is the place for it.

I do well when I feel secure. I do not do well when I don't feel secure. I am an artist type. Great for abstract thinking. Horrible for paying the bills and getting off the streets. Reality is way to much for me. I stop processing anything and freeze. I find reality despicable. A horrible place. I simply cant live in it. I cant live in it anymore then a person working on a fishing boat in Alaska that falls in the water can live. He will not live more then 5 minutes in that cold barring Sea. I cant live more then 5 minutes in a lost reality outside.

I feel secure when Im on the computer writing late at night. I don't feel secure eating something while looking out the window at a Safeway store in the middle of the day. Siting with a friend , we were eating something from a counter inside a Safeway store. I felt horrible. Like I had no walls around me. I felt like I was a looser and a bum. Of interest to know one. Like I had no status of any kind. We were looking out of the big window on to the parking lot. I felt like a nowhere man.
Inside my apartment I don't feel that way. It is safer in my apartment.
When Im at church Im who ever the people around me want me to be. Who ever they would like me to be. What ever box they want to put me in...

When Im outside I don't feel like Im worth much. Just a guy riding a bike like a 13 year old.
In my little world in my head Im someone. In my head. However, the outside world does not seem to notice me or want me. I suppose Im not the only person that goes through this. Its horrible. This is a mean mean place for me, this reality.. I am able to see the negative. Never the positive.

People at times want something from me. They don't want to be friends with me. Its all about performance. They don't seem to want a personal relationship with me.. I suppose its because I don't have money. Im assuming its that simple. The rest of me goes unnoticed.

The anxiety levels get high when Im outside. Theirs no walls to protect me. And I don't feel like I belong to anyone or anything. Nothing....

Theirs just so much dehumanization I can go through in my life. It seems , all life has been dehumanizing to me. I have lost all friend that I can remember. They were about performance. I had mental problems that no one cared about. Meaning I was not important enough to anyone to ask what was wrong. I was just thrown away....

I am not connected to the outside world or anyone in it. If Im out their to long I disassociate.
Last edited by OMNICELL on Thu Dec 01, 2011 11:43 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Dissociative Disorder
CPTSD
AVPD; Social avoidance
Previous/Psychotic clinical Depression
agoraphobia
obsessive/compulsive disorder
Evolution didn't stop my death, God did .....Now what?
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