The day when heaven mourns my pain.
23 hours ago
Hi. Today is the anniversary of Misa's death. Sometimes I wonder what will happen to me if I lose a loved one? I'm probably going to die. The death of a kitten I had known for less than a year took away a huge, important part of me. Something inside had finally and hopelessly cracked. I tried to hold on, and at first it was even easier for me than it is now. To be honest, this is the worst year of my life, besides that, a lot of bad things have happened, and the psychiatrist no longer understands how to help me, and I can no longer spend money on this, because for two months now I have hardly worked and my savings have almost run out. I couldn't start eating, and I didn't go to the hospital. I couldn't even go back to my mom, I didn't know what would happen to her if she saw the state I was in. Sorry to complain. But it's hard for me to realize that people go through much more terrible conditions and trials, and it's like I'm making up problems for myself to justify myself. But unfortunately, I really feel bad. I'm constantly sick, I sleep a lot or don't sleep at all, for me the day has become equal to one hour, I no longer notice how the days fly by, I can't even communicate with anyone normally. That's why today, on a day when the whole sky is crying with me, I want to share with you my heartbreaking pain. Thank you for staying with me, it's really valuable to me.
Most likely, I will extend my forced "vacation" until the end of November, and after that I will try to finish everything that I promised you. I'm sorry about that. I never even imagined before that a person could feel so bad "for no reason."
Most likely, I will extend my forced "vacation" until the end of November, and after that I will try to finish everything that I promised you. I'm sorry about that. I never even imagined before that a person could feel so bad "for no reason."
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My point is, grief is like driving down a country dirt road. Sometimes it's smooth and not too bad, but then, BUMP, pothole, or rough patches. If it's rained, you might get stuck or mired in the mud for a bit until either things dry up naturally and you can get unstuck, or someone happens along to offer some assistance in getting unstuck.
To me, it sounds like you're good-and-STUCK in the mud. Sounds like a Major depression to me. Been there, no fun at all.
If your shrink doesn't understand how to help you, then perhaps you need to find a new one? Also, I know you don't want to worry your mom. But, at least I think you should talk with her about how you're actually doing. Maybe not to the depths of things all at once, but.. indicate that you're having some trouble because of Misa's passing still. Maybe having someone who knows and loves you to talk it out with will help wit your grieving process?
It's good you're at least reaching out to friends and watchers here. A good sign indeed. It'd be a BIG worry if you didn't. Because, people who suffer on their own, and never look outward for help when they need it, become a concern for doing something.. "drastic". And nobody wants you to do anything drastic! The thing about that is, people don't give themselves enough time before attempting it, to realize that as long as they are alive, there's the possibility and chance of things improving.
It's weird that you feel bad for "no reason". I'm guessing there's a bunch of underlying stuff that's dragging you down. Hidden, even from you. That's always the most annoying to try and figure out. I would suggest trying some meditation and seeing if you can't figure out what's going on to make you so miserable. Like the Gordian Knot, only instead of "solving" it like Alexander the Great did, by cutting it, you should try to unravel it string by string. Like a bunch of tangled Christmas lights. Those are always a pain to try to untangle, but satisfying once finished and they are hung up.
I hope what I'm saying is clear. I've been through a lot of crap myself, and I'm trying to put experience into words, with a couple metaphors, that I hope will help you come up with new or different approaches to figuring out your pain. My hope is that once you figure some, more, or all of it out, that you'll be able to start working on getting through and over the pain. So that YOU are in charge again of your life, and not the pain.
Stay strong, I'm rooting for you!
this is a difficult world, and you are doing great every day 🙏🥰