I feel pretty good most of the time now. There are times when I get
triggered a little and I can feel that deep lonely pain but I can deal with
that most of the time. It's days like today where it hits me out of the
blue. I just wake up feeling completely awful for no reason and it's like
this clawing darkness I can't escape from, no matter how much I focus on my
son's beautiful smiles, his joy at throwing a ball. I find it difficult to
not just curl up in the bathroom and cry. I want to slip into old habits
where cutting was the way out. I don't do that anymore. I haven't done that
in years. But I still want to sometimes. It's like smoking. I still crave
cigarettes sometimes and this ache for cutting is exactly the same type of
feeling.
Instead I told my husband I was feeling shitty and in a little while when my
son wakes from his nap I'll take him to a playdate at a park and I'll watch
him run around and enjoy the other children and maybe some of that joy will
rub off on me.
It's weird to be depressed yet hopeful.
rj