RE: Low self esteem, feelings of worthlessness, and lack of purpose
July 28, 2017 at 4:49 pm
(This post was last modified: July 28, 2017 at 4:54 pm by Shell B.)
Well, there's a lot I could say, but I'm unfortunately rushing to finish work and head out on a date with Tibs. I really want to remember to revisit this, though, so expect more from me later.
1. There's no such thing as a true calling. You weren't born to be something, even if god has a plan for you. Fuck, especially if god has a plan for you. (What's the point in being religious if you don't believe god has a plan for you?! Use god as a crutch when you feel like shit. Otherwise, you're not getting anything from this relationship.
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2. There's no shame in being a housewife. You're not a fucking brood mare. Not being super fertile or even being infertile is not a failure. It doesn't make you a dud wife. The only shame you should feel is for thinking that about yourself. (Strike that. Don't feel shame, but know that I'm shaking my finger at you. Don't be ridiculous.)
3. Mental illness or not, you can see a therapist. You should.
4. You need hobbies, yo.
Hang in there, CL. You're a cool cat.
Edit: I once spent my birthday laying in a bed in a mental ward staring out the window. I know these feelings.
1. There's no such thing as a true calling. You weren't born to be something, even if god has a plan for you. Fuck, especially if god has a plan for you. (What's the point in being religious if you don't believe god has a plan for you?! Use god as a crutch when you feel like shit. Otherwise, you're not getting anything from this relationship.
)2. There's no shame in being a housewife. You're not a fucking brood mare. Not being super fertile or even being infertile is not a failure. It doesn't make you a dud wife. The only shame you should feel is for thinking that about yourself. (Strike that. Don't feel shame, but know that I'm shaking my finger at you. Don't be ridiculous.)
3. Mental illness or not, you can see a therapist. You should.
4. You need hobbies, yo.
Hang in there, CL. You're a cool cat.
Edit: I once spent my birthday laying in a bed in a mental ward staring out the window. I know these feelings.
