KayBee
09-07-2003, 02:18 AM
Hi!
I am a person aware of opportunities and with an ironwill to succeed .... and yet ....
I have been away from the jobmarket for two years due to a depression that kept me in the corner of my livingroom - just as if I was back in my mother's womb - probably the last safe place I knew. I was suicidal and cut connections with family and a few friends that definately should never have been there in the first place - and one friend I consider taking up contact with. Once a week I went out for therapy and grocery shopping.
That - fortunately - is now 1 1/2 years ago. I'm back teaching again and have just started my second year. Good to be back - and also tough, but I constantly learn more about myself and see new opportunities.
I still work with my psychologist once a week, I have a new and better contact with my parents and can see more clearly what's going on in my family, including jealousy towards my successful and dominating sister. I have just found out that I don't even know if I like her that much - Wild!
And now to the core of why I'm writing. I am overweight - maybe 50-60 kilos - and my apartment is a real mess - not something it would take a couple of hours to clear out, more like 2-3 days. My friends and also my mother have offered to help several times, but I feel to enbarassed to accept. They have become used to the fact that they can't visit me.
I have just - as it was a wish for my birthday - received a good bike of my own choice from my parents and I haven't used it once in the 2 months since I got it.
When I'm with people I'm active. On my own I watch TV - more or less.
That I put all this onto myself makes me very sad and powerless.
As a child I was taught that my needs, desires, thoughts, and opinions were of no value and should be kept to myself - if not eliminated altogether.
I feel as though I am now reacting like the little child that in the real world was never allowed to do so. But it puts me down to be like this. And I'm a grown woman and want to be in the word as just that.
Of course I discuss this with my therapist - but I make my mother out of her and tell myself that she is not allowed to advice me in the overweight matter. I'm stuck, and that is also an enlightening place to be, I know that and appreciate that.
I just feel very alone with this. My friends don' really have these or similar problems. They are very sympathetic and warm but can not fully relate to my trouble.
I wish to move out of my 'need' to let myself down. It seems like one big challenge, and I have this nagging feeling that I'm not worth leading the life I want.
Just writing this letter feels encouraging. The possibility that someone will read and maybe even react is amazing! Being able to share thoughts with the world is a mighty powerful thing!
I am a person aware of opportunities and with an ironwill to succeed .... and yet ....
I have been away from the jobmarket for two years due to a depression that kept me in the corner of my livingroom - just as if I was back in my mother's womb - probably the last safe place I knew. I was suicidal and cut connections with family and a few friends that definately should never have been there in the first place - and one friend I consider taking up contact with. Once a week I went out for therapy and grocery shopping.
That - fortunately - is now 1 1/2 years ago. I'm back teaching again and have just started my second year. Good to be back - and also tough, but I constantly learn more about myself and see new opportunities.
I still work with my psychologist once a week, I have a new and better contact with my parents and can see more clearly what's going on in my family, including jealousy towards my successful and dominating sister. I have just found out that I don't even know if I like her that much - Wild!
And now to the core of why I'm writing. I am overweight - maybe 50-60 kilos - and my apartment is a real mess - not something it would take a couple of hours to clear out, more like 2-3 days. My friends and also my mother have offered to help several times, but I feel to enbarassed to accept. They have become used to the fact that they can't visit me.
I have just - as it was a wish for my birthday - received a good bike of my own choice from my parents and I haven't used it once in the 2 months since I got it.
When I'm with people I'm active. On my own I watch TV - more or less.
That I put all this onto myself makes me very sad and powerless.
As a child I was taught that my needs, desires, thoughts, and opinions were of no value and should be kept to myself - if not eliminated altogether.
I feel as though I am now reacting like the little child that in the real world was never allowed to do so. But it puts me down to be like this. And I'm a grown woman and want to be in the word as just that.
Of course I discuss this with my therapist - but I make my mother out of her and tell myself that she is not allowed to advice me in the overweight matter. I'm stuck, and that is also an enlightening place to be, I know that and appreciate that.
I just feel very alone with this. My friends don' really have these or similar problems. They are very sympathetic and warm but can not fully relate to my trouble.
I wish to move out of my 'need' to let myself down. It seems like one big challenge, and I have this nagging feeling that I'm not worth leading the life I want.
Just writing this letter feels encouraging. The possibility that someone will read and maybe even react is amazing! Being able to share thoughts with the world is a mighty powerful thing!