I want to know “myself.” A turning point in life?
I'm a 26 year old woman.
The trouble has continued for the past six months or so. Other things that had been going well until now, such as continuing illness among family members, getting into trouble continuously at work, and things that had gone well until now suddenly stopped going well. My mood is also depressed, and my self-harm habit, which had subsided recently, has appeared, I am sleepless, and I am living my life hiding my mental anxiety.
As a result of thorough consideration, there was a big problem with my current way of being and how I received it, and I thought the time had come to change that.
Until now, I have been deceiving myself and living a life of deceiving myself. My mental state was unsafe due to severe depression, and while I was living watching the faces of parents seeking to be “good children/older sisters,” I didn't understand what I liked or what I wanted to do. Even now, I only understand “seriousness and correctness,” and I rely on that to make decisions.
I've been sexually assaulted by my acquaintances since I was in elementary school. But I didn't like it, but I wanted someone to love me, so I couldn't tell anyone. There was no one who could say it. I still have indescribable feelings for men. like they want you to love you, like they're angry, like they want to try...
It seems that I'm a strange person, and I've also been harshly bullied. I couldn't say this to anyone either. Since then, I've started avoiding women. There aren't many people who approach me, but...
Things I've put a lid on myself, things I've given up on thinking, things I actually wanted to tell someone, etc., are swirling within me, and I feel that the limit has reached in suppressing them.
I'm tired of fooling myself and living with contradictions.
I want to accept my past and myself, change from a distorted way of thinking to a correct way of thinking, and live my “own” life even more.
I want to be able to have “my own thoughts.”
I want to love myself, others, and things, and I want to forgive them.
It has become a sentence where I don't understand what I want to say, but I want to do something about this messy self.
However, if you think about it, it's not as organized as you think about it, and it's likely to cause panic.
I would be happy if you could give me some advice.
Thank you for your support.
