So I decided to run DR. I don’t know how it’s going to impact me or how tough it’ll get. But I figured I should try.
For anyone that’s seen my posts on here, I’m honest. Sometimes it’s ugly, not gonna lie. What I’m about to write here is also going to get heavy.
Without giving my whole life story away, I pretty much have a generational curse in my family. Genetic, psychological, spiritual, I don’t know. But a lot of people in my family have a common theme of trying their best, not quite getting there, and then settling for what they can get. Living with regrets, not living in the world but confining themselves to a corner of it that feels safe. I don’t want to live like that.
I’ve sunk a good 10 years into everything self improvement related. I don’t like saying it, but despite all that effort, all that work, deep down I still hate myself. And I’m not talking superficial stuff. I don’t let people get close to me, I too often let people abuse me or take advantage of me, and in general I’m just stuck. Even when I have some surface level respect for myself or kindness it’s fleeting. I can’t put into words this feeling of not wanting to be yourself. It’s lifelong, it’s been painful, and it doesn’t get healed by all the common stuff people recommend.
I’ve been suicidal in the past. I’ve never made an attempt on my life. But I’ve often just not wanted to exist because the idea of living seems more pain and effort than it’s worth.
These past few years I’ve been trying to be positive and grow as a person. But it always just felt like the core never changed. The part that mattered the most. All the thoughts and theories and realizations don’t mean shit if I’ve been using them as a way to validate myself as having worth vs grow from them.
My biggest goal with DR is to start living a life that feels like living vs an endless grind of waiting to get better so I can live my life. I hate the idea of putting more time into healing, it just reminds me of all the times in the past I felt things would be different and nothing changed for me. I am in some way traumatized by my efforts in the past that not only didn’t lead me to any relief, but they made me feel worse because it felt like failure.
There’s a lot I haven’t touched in myself. Things I deny the existence of. Things that make me feel so damn isolated from people I just don’t even want to be around anyone. And I’m tired of battling those things day in and day out.