Friday, August 26th, 2011 10:23 am
erika: Text: shock me, shock me, shock me with that deviant behavior. (movies: ER: shock me shock me shock me)
I'm not doing so well right now.

It's not the Bryan thing, surprisingly. I've accepted that, much to my own amazement. Whether he was telling the truth or, like [livejournal.com profile] eyelid said, he's just not that into me*, regardless, I need to accept that. Doesn't matter what the reason is, end result is the same and we're not friends, and we're not going to be friends.

Truth is, I've been being unintentionally cranky on another site I frequent and I have irritated at least two people. I don't want to stay away from that site but maybe I should, I'm not sure. It's weird because even though my psychiatrist diagnosed me with borderline traits, they don't show up everywhere. On DW I seem to have no problem being supportive & nice to people (with the exception of one recent comment which I'm still embarrassed over), and yet on this other site I get bitchy at the slightest provocation.

I talked to my therapist about switching therapists to a DBT (dialectical behavioral therapy) specialist and she was ... not supportive. I'm really not sure whether that's her own issue (feeling rejected or feeling surprised or whatever) or whether I am fucking up by switching therapists, but I feel like I need to get better control over my emotions so I don't drive people away unintentionally ANY of the time.** Doing that really bothers me, even if it doesn't happen everywhere or often, it still happens.

DBT and mindfulness seem to be the best tools to achieve that control (or acceptance or whatever) of my emotions—at least I think so, but the problem with mental illness is that you learn your judgment & yr mind are not to be trusted, so who the fuck knows.

I have this constant headache and I seem to have grown immune to the pain medication so my surgery site is aching all the goddamn time. To add insult to injury I'm going to have to start doing my own wound packing in the mornings. I'm not going to go into detail on that because I don't want to trigger anyone but god, it sucks and I wish I could just have the nurse keep coming until I'm healed, but . . . the grant I'm on won't pay for that if I can do it myself.

School started this week and I'm so literally and figuratively exhausted that I already skipped a class. Seriously, first week of school.

My computer's CPU is overheating due to the radiator/coolant (it's liquid cooled) having broken or evaporated or something. It's still under warranty but the part I had to order to fix it was 100 bucks and it's like, seriously. Seriously? Anyway, that means I can't use my computer and I'm actually on my father's right now.

The beginning of next month can't come soon enough. (And I'm late for class so I better stop whining.)

* sorry, eyelid, because of my computer problems I can't log into my LJ acct right now (can't remember the password) so I have to reply in a post
** No, I don't feel that's what happened with Bryan, thank god, or I'd probably still be blaming myself like a mofo.
erika: Vulcan woman with text: Vulcan girls do it with logic. (star trek: vulcan girls)
(Okay, seriously, partially this entry is just a placeholder for me to show off my new icon. LOOK. ISN'T IT AWESOME.)

Therapy today, in which I ramble & overuse paratheses )
erika: John Sheppard, Anne Taintor style writing saying "today was a total waste of makeup" (sga: total waste of makeup)
Hey, so it turns out we're living in the future.

I mean, I'm pretty sure all my friends breathed a sigh of relief, thinking "she can't possibly find anything else to whine about Bryan when she's actually halfway across the country from him, literally."

But the internet has made MANY new things possible.

Or example, I can rest completely assured that he still does not want to get in touch with me in any way, shape, or form, no matter WHERE I am.
erika: (quotes: poetry: pass the time)
Had a really great therapy session today.

We came up with a three step plan for getting over Bryan:

tep 1) grieve the loss of what I wanted to happen.
step 2) forgive self for being too idealistic, too trusting, etc etc.
step 3) ???
step 4) profit!

I mean... sorry.

real step 3) redirect energy previously spent on mourning/revisiting scene of crime to something else.

I feel good about this. This is a concrete plan to really feel better, and I believe it'll work. Step 2 will probably be the hardest.

So unfortunately, I may be spending some more journalling time talking about Bryan, mourning stuff, but it's all in a good cause!
erika: (words: trainwrecks)
Felt really shitty last night.

Talked to [profile] elfbabe about it. She's a good pseudo-therapist; we joked that one of us should start charging—me for teaching her how to do it and her for the therapy sessions.




Why I was feeling bad:

IM transcript: trigger warning for abuse [not described], suicidal ideation )




In the ongoing saga, saw Bryan at college today. As I told Anne, Does the fact that he hasn't said a word to me in a month and, when he sees me in person, makes a (valid) excuse not to talk to me mean he doesn't want to be friends?

Then I said, And ... you know, in this case, the fact that I'm asking the question means I already know the answer.
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