really tired
3 months ago
I'm really tired. I can't think of any art or poetic words. I don't know who I am anymore. I feel like I've been repeating this for a long time. I don't want to suffer any more. Is wishing for death something to be denied? Thank you for all your opinions. In the end, if I don't meet a doctor who has the right qualifications, understands me, and has time, my wish will not come true. I'm tired. I want to play core keeper. I might get bored and quit soon.
But I remember it was even worse two years ago. But I still feel just as bad now, and the future will continue to feel just as bad. Please let me leave this world while my family is healthy and I remember the beautiful scenery.
Those who once helped me have abandoned me. I have tried hard to not become like them, I have tried to live my life in a way that does not abandon or hurt people. but I am tired now.
But I remember it was even worse two years ago. But I still feel just as bad now, and the future will continue to feel just as bad. Please let me leave this world while my family is healthy and I remember the beautiful scenery.
Those who once helped me have abandoned me. I have tried hard to not become like them, I have tried to live my life in a way that does not abandon or hurt people. but I am tired now.
I dont think I can say many or any words that could help that despair you feel, all I can do is hope that you can get the help you need and sooner rather than later; I've had that same desire for death for the longest time and I got a therapist that helped me start the path away from that desire, even if it was a long path.
I am glad you are on the path of hope again. I have slipped through so many therapists and I don't know what I talked about with them or how it was effective. Art was my only companion in life and now it feels less effective.
And thank you. I hope art can be your companion again, at least in some shape or form, soon. Just, please be kind to yourself, ok? In despair, we see the worst in us amplified, like a big poisonous mirror, makes it easy to give up in ourselves.
I find it extremely odd that if I don't say anything, no one will know.
always need fuel
*hugs*
I feel like I've burned myself out and withered away. Look at the huge archive I have uploaded to my profile. I wonder why I did that. I miss art. I hope I can start it again with Art Fight.
Many years ago I wanted to die, because I felt very lonely and hopeless. But things got better. It took many years and I needed lots of help but I got better. I'm happy that I'm still alive, even though my life isn't perfect.
You're not alone, and please remember life can get better.
Glad to hear you're recovered. I feel like I've been in the same place for 30 years when it comes to suicidal thoughts. It sounds like some weird magic spell because I can't imagine what "recovered" means.
I will say that I'd take this as a sign if this happens. I've been struggling with feeling secondary and unimportant to people in my life, and I'm treatment resistant to over a decade of medication and therapy attempts. The unpredictable-ness of life is what's currently keeping me going. I couldn't imagine being in the place I am (positively) 5 years ago, or even a decade ago. I spent Christmas 2020 considering suicide, only to get with my ex on Christmas 2024. I'm alone again but the fact a connection happened in the first place makes me hope it won't be like this forever.
You and I are in similar places in different worlds. I, too, feel alone, and have grown disheartened with my own work. I felt abandoned by those I loved and trusted, and empty when I look at what once had those memories attached to them. It hurts, mentally, physically, and spiritually, and reading your journals, I hurt with you. I've admitted myself to intensive therapy again because this isn't what I deserve, to be unhappy so much. And you deserve to love and be loved, for who you are, and what you do for yourself. However, if you cannot or do not wish to pursue recovery, then I hope you find peace- I have always loved your work, but like you, I struggle my whole life with much the same.
I very much enjoyed when we did talk, and traded pieces of art. I loved your characters, melancholy and realistic, wholesome, and in a way, comforting. I struggle to put feelings to words, so I struggle to speak with others, and speaking only when someone is breaking shouldn't be normalized; I should have spoke and reached out before, but I've withdrawn again, and know how easy it is to forget how much time passes for it. You deserve better than what you were given, and I hope you know how much you mean to even a small number of people regardless your choices.
To live for others is to abandon yourself. It was hard for me to understand, but it is true. I hope for you the peace you deserve, however it comes to you. You are loved, and always will be, even if it is hard to see it. Someone will always think of you, when you forget yourself. And regardless the choices, it will be with love for the good you made. I cannot change a mind, but I can hope I can still speak with you, ever you want or need it in days, months, and years ahead.
Thank you for trading art with me. After the time when my parents were everything to me, art has always been with me for the past 27 years, and I felt that I could survive with just art and friends. Now I'm not like that. Because I realized that my parents, art, and friends are not absolute. And now I have nothing to rely on. I loved my characters and the characters of the people around them, but now I don't know how to touch them. Life is long and it goes by so quickly. I don't want to forget anything, but I do. And I can't forget the bad things. The best choice is always difficult.
Thank you for leaving a comment.
Forgive my armchair diagnosis, but to me it sounds like your mother inadvertently wired you early on to associate death with comfort. My parents did similar things, mother was bipolar and father was a narcissist, and their "lessons" were mostly abuse and passing on trauma that affected my life later on until I recalled and processed the events.
You're more than your parents sickness. You're more than a clockwork toy that your parents wound up and runs around doing the same thing until you run down. You have agency, you have choice, you have will.
And you have joy and beauty in you, everyone who has seen your work has felt it.
I can't speak for your experience or where your head is at, but to me it sounds like your depression is keeping you shut-in and not moving, which is circling back and hurting you physically and mentally. Going outside, staying active, finding distractions and challenges can get you through another day.
If you're interested, I could link some of the resources that helped me, mostly exercise and self-help.
And remember, you're not alone. Especially as a community of artists, a lot of us here have gone through or are going through mental illness, depression, and drama, and can lend an ear or give advice.
I once had things I liked about myself. Blue, creatures, games. Now they don't shine as brightly as they used to. The only thing that exists is my family, but now I realize that they are strangers. I've always been looking for where I am, but I guess it's not something you can find by searching. I'm not a native English speaker, so it's hard to read through, but I'm surprised at how many people have sympathized with this.
At any rate, you might enjoy the art in Be Here Now and Shen Ku, even if the scans aren't the best.
https://archive.org/details/be-here-now-pdfdrive
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/.....The%20Book.pdf
https://archive.org/details/maxwell.....ho-cybernetics
https://archive.org/details/the-art.....verse-pdfdrive
https://archive.org/details/ThePowerOfChiBETA
I've dealt with suicidal ideation for a long time, I had an attempt when I was 13 and the urge to die has never really gone away, in fact in recent years it's been more apparent, especially since I dealt with the death of a family member and also losing friends (even if they were not very kind to me in hindsight) years back. The repetition you describe I feel also incredibly, I would deal with the fear of 'why should I form new bonds when they'll be taken away? And why form any happy memories when they'll inevitably turn bitter and painful?' With also the various real world situations going on, I've ended up even feeling like it would be better if the world ended so no one hurts anymore.
I don't have solutions to those questions, but I do know that trauma and illness have a way of convincing you that this is all you'll be and this is what everything will be. I've often felt that pain and agony is the only thing I'll ever experience and all there is, in some ways I still feel that's true. I was haunted when you wrote you were told 'life is an abusive cycle', because that was a conclusion I've ended up coming into many times. In many ways, yes, life is suffering, life is pain, but to say it's only pain and suffering is not true, life is also joy, life is also sadness, life is also love, life is also death, life is also growth, and life can be better.
Honestly, for me it has mostly felt like suffering, so I understand if what I wrote above isn't a comfort as it's not really something that comforted me at my worst, I still feel terrible about the traumatic things that happened to me in the last few years to even childhood. I don't think it's possible to ever get past them, trauma will stick with you for a long time if not forever, but... it's possible to learn to manage them, to take small steps and learn better on how to deal with them. It may not seem like much, and things will still hurt, I don't expect good things from the future either, I know there's a lot of trauma I'm going to face, but that's okay, it's okay to feel tired, to feel scared, I'm so tired and scared too, but we're still here, and those small steps are so important because it shows that the pain we're in doesn't have to last forever, it can lessen, even if just a tiny bit, and maybe more so in the future, and future traumas can be more manageable too with experience.
You also mention that you've lost your art and many other things, that's also okay. It's okay to be lost, I've been lost many times and I've had to go through many internal journeys to find myself. I don't know if there's any exact advice I can give as everyone's journey is different, to be honest I'm still in the process of figuring out what I want to do in life and what I want most out of it, but the beautiful thing about being lost is that we are free to find our paths for as long as we like.
I cannot physically stop you from whatever action you take, but I do wish you well and happy, and I hope I at least gave an interesting read if my words didn't comfort you. Please take good care of yourself, you are more loved than you think.
I'm sorry that you are in such a situation. I feel like we are like travelers who meet on the way. Thank you for sharing so much. I feel that we are living our lives as we have no choice, but if it is technologically possible to overcome trauma and have hope, I think that would be wonderful.
We don't get to choose our parents, and the hurt feelings of love from our early years stay with us for the rest of our lives. People suddenly change their minds and move on, and it leaves scars. There's really no reason for us to suffer this way.
I understand you....
And I believe, thet after dark night will be bright dawn. Bad times can't be eternal.
I'm just happy that Vilous fans have found a home and are enjoying my work. Because what I've created is already yours. If Vilous was more comfortable for me, I might have been happy about it as if it were my own. That's the most unfortunate part about this.