why did we get such life...

i was on fb and saw through pics of my friends, they're all content with their lives. how can they be content...why did i get such life. i know there are folks with worse lives but it just overall sucks...

the urge to be like a baby, friends dont believe in bpd, they think mental illness are crap, i dont speak with them anymore. i really feel so lonely now and that life is unfair...

whats the point of this intelligence if its of no use..

i hate people who preach
live for others,
it is nice that you live for others

well screw you, i lived for others, so much that my mind had become that if someone slapped my head, i would say thank you.

this is why perhaps i like fountainhead, live for yourself, be loyal to yourself

but people say, 'adjust' 'live for others' yeah well, fck you who says, 'live for others'

Live for yourself. But do so loving yourself or you will never be content with your life. You can't change certain things, those things you have to radically accept and keep turning your mind towards accpetance. You will only feel worse if you don't. For those things you can change, change them. Only you can do what's right for you. But feeling sorry for yourself will never make things better.(im not saying that's what you are doing, either.)

jaus tail,

I have no helpful nuggets of advice to give you this morning other than to say that I know what you are feeling and I completely understand.

It is hard to look at others' Facebook pages because all I see are people whose lives are put together and happy. I see normalcy in their eyes and in their smiles and although I am aware that people post pictures of only their happiest times, I still don't see the pain and confusion that I seem to feel on an almost daily basis. I feel cursed.

I don't think about these things when I am feeling "up." In fact, when "up" I'm truly happy for their happiness and oftentimes congratulate them on all their achievements. But, everything changes when the darkness appears; its' tentacles intertwine and choke my insecure mind, leaving me strangled and weak. I self-loathe and hate my brain and my personality; I even hate my hate.

I don't know why we got this life. I know that it other ways I am blessed, but fighting with the brain is exhausting.

My suggestion (for you and I) is that during this state, we try, try, try to remember that this mood and these feelings will fall away (like leaves on a windy fall day). Facebook is only a tool to stay in touch with friends and family, it is NOT a benchmark to use to compare ourselves to others and then to crucify ourselves. perhaps during these days, we stay away from Facebook (I know that on a bad day I start deleting people, only to regret it later! lol)

I've deactivated my fb account. I feel life as pointless now, no one to hang out with, it's so lonely at times...

I too deleted my FB account because I couldn't handle this exact thing. It has been over a year now, and frankly I'm happier without it. One way I deal with feeling like I've been given the shaft is to volunteer and help people a LOT less fortunate than I am. It helps me get some perspective that it could be a lot worse.

Neuroscientists are pushing for cbt in kindergarten, I think once this happens it should greatly reduce mental illness. Everything will be destigmatized except aspd.
Right now all of the cluster b spectrum carries a stigma like autism did decades ago.

It's all politics.
We we're raised in a naive society that mishandled us.

We have cultural narcissism which is deemed better for society than a culture of communism. Look up sociocentric and egocentric societies.

I guess people should be loyal to themselves. If a person is a narcissist then it's all right but that person then shouldn't have kids.

I know my caretaker didn't want us, but still kept us cause she wanted to feel good about themselves.

we must be loyal to ourselves. instead of thinking about society and world, if you dont want kids, then dont have them or go for an abortion.

loyalty to oneself is so helpful...no obligations, no fear...

Remember peoples' lives aren't that altogether, jaus....you are fine! Just decide what you want and pursue that (within limits

yes, i know what you mean. for me FB is not an issue, i hardly use it, but i know the feeling. i usually observe the other mothers when i pick up kids from school. i hear their fluffy conversations about the new hairdresser, the recopy for chocolate cake, the past holidays, the upcoming dinners with friends and i just feel left out. not belonging. sometimes i need to participate but i am in automatic pilot. i reply something as i feel myself hovering far above in the skies and wonder why i cannot be content like they are. why my evenings are filled with tears and despair and i cannot find fulfillment like they do in the mediocrity of daily crap?
sorry i cannot be of much help.

i understand how you feel. i've always been angry at the injustice of mental illness, of how life is dealt out. i also find myself angry when people with these seemingly amazing lives make comments about how they are so positive. and that's what makes them have great lives, is their positive attitudes.
all that "the secret" stuff. it really bothers me. because i can't just decide to feel better. i can't force it. it makes me feel like they're saying i'm sick because i'm negative. when it's really the other way around.
it feels like i'm being told that my life is $#%^ because my negative feelings made it that way, and that i had control over all of this. when in reality, things often happen for no reason.
i find my mind is healthiest when i don't think of things as positive or negative. i just let them be, without judgement.
eg. my friend bought a new house: ok. that's a fact. i dont have to think "oh yay! my friend bought a new house!" or "this sucks. my friend bought a new house and i have nothing to show for myself." it can just be what it is. an event in my friend's life.
i find it's healthier for me to not have expectations. that way i can't be let down. i don't hope for the best, and i don't expect the worst. it's a tool i use to help my anxiety.