I Really Hate Life
I'm struggling.... I really hate life. Everyday I have to fight myself
to get out of bed. I'm training myself to be
numb, to not care. That's the only way I'm going to get though this. That sound coming out of your mouth are just words,
they don't mean anything, they are JUST words! If I can master that then I
think I can manage this crappy fucked up life and get by. When I laugh and smile, it's not real, it's just a mask I put on for everyone so they feel better.
I'm so damn angry!! I have family telling me I have to move on let him go and just wait until
he's ready. Blah blah blah. That's easier said than done. He's my son... my beautiful
boy, how can I move on knowing he's slowly killing himself with every inhale of heroin he smokes. He could be shooting up now... it's possible, I don't know for sure? Al and Mia are back to ignoring our phone calls and text messages. DEEP BREATH! This will kill my son this will be the death of him.
You have NO IDEA how painful this is
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You have NO IDEA how painful this is
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I do know how painful this is for you because I have experienced the very same things you talk about. I felt like I couldn't even breathe, couldn't focus, couldn't care about any damn thing. When I was driving my car and alone, I would cry cry cry, and SCREAM until I couldn't talk the next day. I withdrew from friends, family, and my husband. It is absolute hell what you are going thru.. i know. There is nothing I can say or do to help or make it better.. Just know you are not alone and that I am praying for you and for Al.
Al's Mom - I also felt like I was going crazy and I felt like my head was going to explode. Let your tears out when you can... scream and yell.. it helps release your pent up helpless feelings. I also went to my doctor and he perscribed an anti-depressant. It has helped me. ((Hugs))
There is a world of support within the walls of an Al Anon meeting. Is this something you have considered?
Hang in there.
The anger is something I struggle with every day and is the reason I am unable to have a strong relationship with my daughter. Thank all that is good that she has her supportive (and at times)enabling father.
Cry, scream...whatever it takes but let the poison out so you can get well. Sadly, nothing you do will help them help themselves but you can help yourself.
I hope you find some peace in the days ahead.