I really hope this is ok. I just really need to know if other people get this. I feel like no one will understand the way I am sometimes. Is this just me or do other people feel similar things to this.
The only place I usually write is a private blog where I just get stuff down and the following was just something I wrote last night.
Dnt even know where to start. Always gotta have a purpose, a meaning. Maybe this covers up the nothing that I am inside without them. I dnt know.
If the ‘me’ that develops from these purposes goes along with it then I’m left with the nothing again. Who am I? All my past identity is gone and I’m back to the fear of who am I?
Goes from food, dieting, making myself throw up, hurting myself, wine, sex, any way to be needed without the risk of getting too emotionally attached….I dnt know…..)
When I was off work I was surrounded by ppl, maybe that distracted me or maybe it filled the emptiness. Now I’m back I’m here nite after nite with nothing. But it’s ok because I had something. My drink is always there and my Internet friends are always just at the other end of the screen, and if they’re not then it’s ok because one click and there’s someone else who wants me, needs me, picked me ova how many other people? So I have a purpose, I’m wanted, I’m special and chosen above another person. Maybe it’s not me they want, it’s my persona but maybe that is me!! Just the one of many me’s even tho I’m actually none of these! Fuk I’m so confused.
My phases, obsessions define me and if one goes then I’m back to who the fuk am I and desperately trying to find a new meaning and when I do it feels so good, I don’t want to do anything else, it’s everything to me. It is me!
These past few weeks I’ve felt fulfilled till like everything else I need more and more until it gets to what I can’t have.
The latest obsession. Text sex, cyber sex, phone sex, cam sex…..anything to make me feel that high, that sense of being alive. But maybe that’s not enough. I want someone to want ME! But how can that happen when I don’t even know who me is. I may decide I actually want to be a different person, I may transform back into someone else and then what….if I don’t understand me how can I expect anyone else to. And how can I ever know if what I want now is what I really want.
How r other people lots of different people at once and mine can never come together as one.
One little comment, one little judgement can make me question all I am and who I am.
Maybe drinking all nite and having meaningless ‘relationships’ makes me feel used but at least it’s fun at the time. At least it’s better than this emptiness. It gives me a reason.
###$ this I’m gna get a glass of wine!