Monday: My parents abused and neglected me, and that's why I'm in therapy right now for CPTSD.
Tuesday: Holy fuck, has my life really been that awful? I can't cope with this.
Wednesday: It wasn't really abuse; I'm just a very weak and sensitive person who can't handle normal life stressors.
Thursday: What abuse?
Friday: I think I've been the abuser all along.
Saturday: Whatever the truth - I am useless, disabled, and beyond saving.
Sunday: Oh so society thinks I don't deserve to live? Then KILL ME YOU BASTARDS - I'M NOT DOING IT FOR YOU.
Monday: My parents abused and neglected me...
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I want off this nightmare carousel! My life was so much more manageable when I blamed all of my suffering on myself.