NOTE; Prologue;
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PTSD WHEN WILL YOU SET ME FREE.
SO much shame. I have to stop and work on that shame; and even tho I feel all that shame; I have to learn to talk to people anyway; and I mean it. PTSD causes such problems; I don’t feel worth anything to anyone. I cant blame others for not wanting me or liking me. I don’t blame them to see me as disease to stay away from… My parents didn’t want me…
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So; I have to work over it anyway and meet people anyway…
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So; I have to work through all of this…
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I was on my bike; And 2 regular adults were in their yards of a very nice big tudor house. I could have gone on the sidewalk by them and just said hi; but I felt to embarrassed because of having nothing. I felt so shameful; like I didn’t fit in or wasn't good enough. Like I was a disease or had one.
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Ive always thought it laughable that girls would like me; theyd never like me once they knew what I was like. Theyd just laugh at me and my situation and walk away.. Theyd take no interest in a poor guy. Where I didn’t fit in. where I wasnt good enough.
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So; something is changing. Im wanting something different enough to fight for it. Im worth more then this. And I want to live. I want to learn to fight for it; not be drown in shame and sorrow and indifference because of my poverty. Where my mind is stuck.
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I don’t just want to get better; I have to participate in it. And that is where Im having problems from dissociation; its to strong to avoid. And I get totally confused on what to do. What the solution is.
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Im dissociating bad while writing this.
So; I can feel some changes tho; to face things I couldn’t before. I can see it; I have to take it to God and work with God to get over it… And feel good about myself even if I think others don’t or don’t care. I have to work on liking myself because I like it and want it and stand up for it. Man o man its so hard. With this condition.
Still; Im never doing anything with my life; or anything I like to do; I would like that to change. And I would have to trust God with all of this and let God use his eyes to see…
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However; I have generalized goals; Wife Family Children, House, drum room; car, car insurance,. Money. So; I have practical goals I can head toward and work toward. And see results. The Fear; the Terror, The no self esteem. Feeling like I don’t have a chance; feeling like a loser. Feeling no good; feeling horrible shame. No one would want me. Im considered a loser in society. So; its like being in a rock and a hard place.
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SO; I avoided those people standing in their lawns because I felt like someone on the outside; not good enough; I felt shame; not good enough to even be present because I couldn’t complete with these people. I had nothing to feel good about; I just felt shame; I felt like a prisoner in my own country. I don’t feel like Im part of their world; those people. I felt like “ Why Bother” Just give up and go away… No one cares anyway… Whats the point; I cant face this; any of this poverty and the shame created by it…
I feel No good; but I can believe I can accept myself and learn to like myself. I feel like I have no strength; Im a weakling; Not very strong; I cant finish anything. I cant do anything other then ride a bike while my life disappears from underneath me. And I feel like a loser who cant complete. Someone who should feel shame…
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However; I want to feel good about myself and nto be controlled by people like this; and work through this stuff…
I feel trapped; No good. No good around others. Nothing; loser; worthless; no good. No one likes me; no one wants me; nothing! And other things; less then; humiliated.
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Where do I start…
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And Im going to work with God to change this; It hurts so much; but I think if I can face something anyway; and just keep working toward it; I think socially I can see it; and work with G...
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