I’ve been depressed since about the age of 13. I can barely motivate myself to get out of bed; it took me years to get back on food stamps just because on some level eating isn’t important to me.

So right now the only thing that really motivates me to go to fucking rehab and turn my life around and not die, is a friend I love but who won’t talk to me.

I think if I get sober (or at least become a functioning addict, like they are) and go to therapy and stop being obsessed with them and shit, they might talk to me again. They’re used to being disappointed by people, and my drug use seems like a reason they don’t trust me (and it was a contributing factor to me pushing them away).

And for a while I was getting my life back together, until I kind of got the rug pulled out from under me.

Everyone tells me I’m just obsessed and that I should move on and I know it looks a lot like I’m twackin’ out. But I love them, and they really are different. I don’t even give a shit about dating them ( I’ve never dated anyone). I can’t just move on or make other friends because I don’t fucking like people. There’s a reason I never really even had a close friend.

It’s not even just a matter of “winning them back.” I don’t want to be another disappointment in their life.

But anyways…

Why the fuck does everyone have to rain on my parade?

Even if they still won’t talk to me after I’ve gotten sober and shit and then fucking relapse, that’s way fucking better that sitting here in my shack made out of a folding table and pallets, hitting my meth bong and snorting Ritalin until I pass out, sulking, and only leaving to charge my phone and use the bathroom.

Hell there’s a decent chance I’ll find other reasons to live. This is just the carrot on a stick to get me moving.

And anyways I think getting the love of my fucking life to talk to me again is “doing it for myself.”

It’s just like the “Love yourself first” non-advice that used to drive me insane.

  • ToxicDivinity [comrade/them]
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    8 months ago

    do it for yourself because it's the only reason and the only person that'll still be there with you at the end of it all.

    I'm incredibly lonely and you're telling me that no matter how hard I work at it I'm still going to be incredibly lonely. That's the opposite of motivating. There's nothing wrong with living for others

    • AlpineSteakHouse [any]
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      8 months ago

      I'm incredibly lonely and you're telling me that no matter how hard I work at it I'm still going to be incredibly lonely. That's the opposite of motivating.

      Maybe so, but it is the truth. I've gone from being actively suicidal, horrific personal health, doing drugs to cope to now being stable and sober. I feel exactly the same as I did at the start, some days it's worse because I know I can't blackout at the end of the day. I have good friends now, I have things I enjoy, but I'm still fundamentally the same person I was at the start. The pain doesn't get easier, but you learn to get stronger.

      Everything gets better, but you will be you at the end of the day. Changing that requires something more than what other people can give you.

      There's nothing wrong with living for others

      Of course, but they won't be there for you always. On a bus ride, you'll be alone with your thoughts. Even if you fill your apartment with friends and loved-ones they have their own lives. Even your spouse will go to work or hang out with friends. What will do then when you're at rock bottom and they can't be there? Sometimes, you'll even be surrounded by people who love you and you'll feel just as lonely.