Good news and bad news.
Start with the bad news. Had some anxiety last night when I realized I’m not really equipped to make enough money for where I wanted to move to. I jumped the gun, got overly impulsive about a big move and starting new and banking on that being another one of those “things” that makes my life better. Which is fine, I’m better off not putting myself into a situation that’s going to kill me financially. But I’m still dealing with a lot of stuff mentally. Mostly feeling like I can never just do things or function in life like everyone else. It comes and goes, but when it really hits me it hits me. Last night was one of those nights, felt like I’m just in hell. Literal hell and I’m just teased with prospects of having something nice only to never get it.
So the good news. I decided to listen to my custom after realizing I was spiraling hard. This would be my second time in one week which is normally too much. It seems to have helped pull me out of the tailspin. I still feel like shit because I was being that delusional and didn’t want to face the reality of my situation with money. But instead of feeling like shit I’m working through what I can do to solve the issues I’m running into on my terms. I have freedom to go anywhere I want, so it doesn’t make sense to willingly put myself in another cage.
The obvious solution here is to make myself more marketable, build my skillset, and become more of an asset. Easier said than done. I can’t emphasize how friggin difficult all of that has been for me. It’s not just the knowledge I have to build that’s difficult. I have to deal with my fear of rejection, my social anxiety, my inability to focus on anything that doesn’t interest me, my lack of developed skill to set boundaries, being an introvert in an extroverted world, the list just goes on and on. Some days that’s all too much, I can’t get on top of it and I don’t know what the hell to do. And the worst part is nothing simple like “having a good job” is the answer to that, but that’s all the advice anyone ever gives me. No that’s not alpha at all which is the fucking point of me running this custom.
The shittiest part of all this. The one person, the one constant is me that could give myself forgiveness, that could give myself more compassion and understanding, that could insulate me from the harsh opinions of others, but really I’m just wracked with guilt and shame every day because I feel like I’m constantly failing to do the bare minimum in life. I have tried my best to escape that harsh criticism of myself but I feel incapable.
Probably a lot of shit being purged right now, but I need a solid picture of the lowest of lows in this journal so I have a frame of reference when I move out of this. Not just me saying this stuff doesn’t effect me anymore and trying to convince myself of it, but actually living it. Not fucking holding it back and trying to convince everyone around me I’m good.