I'm soooo tired. My mental health deteriorates when i don't sleep, and only got coupla hours last night and was disturbed at that. Why is that something good happens then something bad immediately follows? I'm so tired of this miserable life and suffering. I have tried, especially since i orignially got sober a dozen years ago, I have really tried to be a good person. I don't understand why bad "blank" keeps happening every time I start to feel the slightest sigh of relief. I'm sick of it. Disturbing dreams three nights in a row recently. And this is the anniversary time of when my ex and I fell in love, making the hurt more real and reminding me how alone I am and how far I am from something to give life meaning again.
I decided I wanted to finish my novel and keep thinking about it but the minute I get close to doing something get overwhelmed with anxiety. Now I am talking myself out of it, what's the point? It will be emotional to write as draws on much of my personal experiences and will just be yet another disappointment. Its like the less I try, the less probability there is I'll get hurt. So I do nothing. Nothing! Even then bad stuff still happens.
The good things that were in the mix of all this...I sat for the blind elderly lady again and when I left she hugged me and told me she loved me. Then my mom told me she was proud of me for taking such good care of the lady, and my mom is usually so seemingly ashamed of me and has only ever said she was proud of me one time in my life before. Both meant a lot for someone as isolated and alone as me.
But, that just makes me feel even more guilty for wanting to end my life.
