I left this HUGE..FREAKING HUGE comment to someone who I feel is..very similar to me in a lot of ways. This comment is really long…but…I liked it so much and thought it made a lot of sense so im deciding to save the comment here. Everyone should read it..I think it pertains to everyone at at least some point in our lives.
Dont take this the wrong way at all….
I think that youre a glutton for punishment. An emotional masochist, if you will. You derive some sort of deep seeded subconscious joy in having something in your life to be sad about. Its not that you feel like you have to be surrounded by drama all the time…but..I dont know, its hard to explain..its more like..maybe thats all youve ever known, youve only ever known to be sad and being sad somehow brings you comfort because youre used to it so you put yourself in positions that ensures your unhappiness. Or, you feel that its your destiny to be sad and its just the way life is supposed to be for you and you dont care to change it because we are all afraid of change.
I went through this crap for many years when I was a teen and I didnt become “ok” until like a year ago. I was still short fused, volatile, impulsive and constantly doing things that guaranteed I would end up crying or having something to be depressed about. I was not deluded, I was fully aware that most of what happened to me was my fault.
Thats no way to live. You have to be convinced that you are worth a lot more. Ive been on just about every antidepressant, antipsychotic, antiepiletpic/mood stabilizer and combinations of both and I can honest to GOD tell you….
If you dont make the change yourself….those medications arent going to work. Part of being on medication is a psychological, psychosomatic effect that if YOU believe they will start working..they will. However, if you just rely on them to make you better and to make you feel better…they dont really do their jobs too terribly much because its not that you really have a medical problem that can be cured by popping a couple pills each day (despite what doctors tell you), you have an emotional and spiritual instability problem that requires fixing solely by YOU. You are literally stuck in a vicious pattern of thoughts that controls your life.
This probably wouldnt work for you, im just gonna tell my story of what helped me. To this day im not exactly sure why I acted the way I did. I think it was because the one man I loved more than anything…left me. My dad. He effectively chose dope over me and despite the fact that I acted like it didnt bother me, I deeply missed and needed my daddy. So, I made sure that every other male I was with was gonna leave me too because I expected it to happen anyway. So, to save myself the humiliation of having him do it to me..I just caused it so that id have the satisfaction of knowing that I KNEW why he left me..I did it to myself. Yeah. I had father issues. Thats my sob story.
Anyway..I got into spirituality. Hardcore. I became a Hindu and practiced that religion, only for the coming years. My house and everything in my life still reflects the one thing that saved me..in my mind…the cosmic consciousness that some people like to call God, in the form of Hinduism. That may sound..insane. But, I am ALL FOR people having something healthy and self reassuring to fall back on, so for a huge period of time..I felt as if God(Shiva) had my back and he and his wife, the Goddess Kali…saved me. Now, I am a bit less religious and I dont necessarily believe in certain Gods, but moreso the morality that each of them stand for and the energy behind that morality…BUT..there was one story that sticks out in my mind that an elderly man at the Hindu temple told me..when I came to him about my problems…
In Hinduism, all Gods are essentially just a part of one HUGE collective, cosmic intelligence. There are more Gods appearing all the time as small facets that make up the big picture..the story the man told me..goes like this..
There was a mighty Goddess..named Durga, who was strong, fierce, and unstoppable..or so everyone thought. One day, Durga encountered a demon with the name of Raktabija. Raktabija had a special ability in that whenever Durga would slash him with her mighty sword…the drops of blood that feel from his body to the ground would cause a clone just like him to pop up. It seemed like a never ending battle. Each drop of blood..caused another Raktabija to spring from the Earth to cause destruction. Durga, not knowing what to do..began to meditate and her third eye opened to reveal the creation of a new Goddess named Kali. Kali was like nothing anyone had ever seen before, especially Raktabija. In one huge gulp Kali swallowed the demon whole and rid him from this Earth.
The stories in Hindu mythology are all very similar in the fact that they are not portrayed as TRUE at all..they are told for a different reason…they represent the human psyche and the mental problems a human can encounter.
In this story…Durga symbolizes the mind, as a whole. Raktabija represents a vicious cycle of thoughts, negative energy..and every drop of blood that spilled from his body represents every negative thought we ever think about ourselves, implanting itself into our psyche and thus creating a NEW demon for us to have to slay within ourselves. And Kali, she represents a force within ourselves that lies dormant but needs to be activated by ourselves so that we can swallow those demons whole so that they will stop causing a pattern of negativity in our minds, and our lives.
Everyone needs a “Kali.” This story stuck with me, and everytime id start thinking irrationally or negatively…I thought about this story..and thought about the disservice I was doing to myself by beating myself up with constant negativity.
You have to drop that aspect of yourself. Do not let it define you. Truly, deep down inside..everyone wants to be happy and thats why we even act the way we do to begin with..because we are trying to “protect” ourselves when in all actuality we are hurting ourselves…indefinitely.
You are the only one in control of those thoughts and those patterns that will either make you or break you. No medicine, no doctor, nothing, no one..but you.




September 8th, 2007 at 9:07 am
I think you’re right. I have no clue. Sometimes I think that and sometimes I don’t. I have been in good relationships before and I didn’t have a problem with them.
It’s probably the same with me because my dad had left when I was 5. I have always thought that. I have always had issues with men. I let them treat me like crap, etc. The two serious relationships I was in, they didn’t treat me like crap in. I bet if they did, I would have stayed.
I just don’t know what to do. Everyone sees everything but me. I mean… everyone sees what I should do. That there is hope for me. That I shouldn’t be with him. That I am worth more. That I am pretty. I REALLY don’t see any of that stuff.
I know I am not pretty. I know that more than anything. If I were not in love with Andrew, I would be fine to walk away. But then again, I had no right to let things go as far as they did with him. I should have stopped things a long, long time ago. There was problems 3 months after we met. It’s been a year and 3 months now. I don’t see myself ever giving up until I am forced to. I don’t know what would force me to. Maybe him finding another girlfriend or getting married. Maybe him really sticking with not talking to me. If he doesn’t stick with it, it is just going to cause more problems. It is just going to give me hope.
So yeah… I just don’t know what to do.
This comment was everywhere. I don’t really know what to say. I can’t really have an educated conversation on the topic because I don’t really know about it.