I gave into the pain today and took what I call my "puddle pill". What I take to settle me down when I am howling in pain and can't stop. When I have cried myself into such a state that I don't know what else to do. It calms me down, but doesn't solve anything.
I just want to stop the pain. I'm quite convinced that the pain will never go away.
I have always been ok with putting other people first. I felt quite proud of that, actually. But lately I feel that I am being taken advantage of, taken for granted. Simple case in point. By the time I got around to getting coffee, my husband had taken two cups and effectively used up all the cream. I checked with my extended family and they were very low - so low that I knew if I took any of it there would be angry feelings, that I took something I shouldn't have. It was pouring rain, really hard. But, so that everyone else would have cream when they wanted it, I went out in the rain and got cream. (Paid for both containers myself) Told people before I left that because we were basically out of cream, I would go out and get some. All I heard was "OK". No thanks at all. I went out in the pouring rain and brought it home. Again, no words of thanks. I didn't even want cream - I would have been happy to drink tea (with milk). Haven't had any at all today. But everyone else has. Now - yes, this is a small thing. But it is just one example of what I consider to be thoughtlessness that I live with everyday. I did something nice for everyone else without being asked, and I don't get squat. I don't know when the last time that someone else put any thought at all into doing something I would like, without me asking. (Even when I ask, it usually doesn't get done.) Well, actually, I do remember. It was about a month ago. Made me feel so special and loved.
What's more, the worse I feel about myself the less I want to have to do with anything, with any one, with life itself. And so the less interesting I become as a person, and the less anyone wants to have to do with me. I can't blame them. I wouldn't want to have anything to do with me either.
I tried to share an interesting article with my family today. Basically I got told that it was a stupid article and not worth reading. That I should have known better than to think it was useful. I just have to keep reminding myself to keep my opinions to myself, that they aren't worth anything, that they are useless. Why do I keep trying to participate like a real person?
I'm worn out. Numb. Too tired and discouraged to think. Don't really care about anything any more.
I'm supposed to have lunch with a former staff member of mine tomorrow. I hope I can pull myself together enough to go through with it.
Wish me luck.