Victoria Montgomery
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Hi.
I'm new here and I think I may need your help. I feel like I'm not myself anymore, like I've lost something important, and the biggest problem is - I don't know what it is.
My real name is Natalia, I'm a seventeen-year-old girl and I live in a small town in Poland. My dad had left my mother about two years ago, because he found himself a girlfriend. He seems to be finally happy now, and so I am really happy for him, because I know my mother and I know what he'd been through with her. So, my parents are separated now and my mother wants to get divorced in a couple of months (but I don't think it bothers me, my family has always been only imaginary). She's been also really depressed lately, and she keeps saying she doesn't want to live anymore, she screwed up everything in her life, and she doesn't have anyone here for her. And when I ask her what about me, she says that in a year I'm gonna leave her and go to another city to college, so she makes me feel really guilty that way and I'm not sure if I shouldn't stay where I live with her and find another profession to study (I wanna study medicine, and where I live there's no med school). Really often I feel I really hate her as a mother and also as a person, because she's convinced everyone is trying to make her worse, so she treats people like trash, which also affects me. No matter what I do - it's always done in a wrong way, so she gets a chance to be crazily mad at me for the rest of the day. And lately I've just realized that she hates me for not being my cousin - because he always was (and is) greater, more responsible and more organized than me. I've always been the worse one.
Four years ago I found out I'm a insulin-dependent diabetic, and I think I got over it too fast. I mean, I didn't even seriously cry over it, and when the doctors told me told I said it was all fine, only now I see that maybe it's not.
I have a problem somewhere inside of me that makes me upset everyday. I've been to a psychologist lately, but generally speaking - she was awful. I felt like she didn't care about what I was telling her, and she obviously didn't bother to help me. To every issue I tried to explain to her she reacted like 'everyone deals with problems like that'. And, yeah, maybe she was right, but still I came to her to ask for some help, cause obviously the problems I had didn't seem to be so easy to solve for me. At last she decided there's nothing wrong with me, I am strong, and it's all a normal teenager's confusion about life. But I still feel a problem exists, and unlike her, I don't think it's a simple teenager issue. I exactly know what I want of my life, and I'd like to say everything seems to be going just fine, except that I can't live my life anymore.
There are some issues I'm trying to deal with:
1. The most important of all - I feel my life isn't anything good to me. I know what I wanna be, who I wanna be and how I wanna work this out, but still most of the time I'm either very happy or very sad and I don't know why. When I wake up in the morning I don't feel like living through the day if it's too normal. When there's nothing extraordinary happening I just don't wanna live. But on the other hand - when something new is coming I don't like it either because I'm scared to death of it.
2. I watch two TV shows and lately I feel like the life in there is much more interesting than my own, even if the characters have to face much scarier problems. I prefer watching than living my own life. It's not addiction, because I know when to stop watching, and I can live without it with no problems, it's just that when I'm watching I'm running away form my problems, so most of the time dealing with a hard situation for me looks like 'I'm gonna survive this, and then I'll finally go watch something (like it was a rescue)'. All I want is to make it through the day to eventually sit, watch the show and forget about what I have to do, and I know that this way I don't care enough about what's real, so there's a big chance I'll mess up too - like my mother did.
3. When I go to sleep I will end up doing anything but sleeping. So I watch the series TV I mentioned, I listen to a lot of music - only not to fall asleep. I don't have any sleeping problems, but I'm just afraid of sleeping, because I know that tomorrow's gonna come too soon this way, and I don't want it. So generally, I'm afraid of falling asleep, because I'm afraid of tomorrow, whatever it's gonna be.
4. I'm afraid of people - or rather of talking to them. I don't have a lot of friends, because I'm too introvert and people just don't like me. On the other hand - each adult person that gets to know me tells me I'm very grown up, or even too grown up as for someone my age. But I'm afraid of people. Every time I'm supposed to get into a store and say hello or when I see a neighbor passing by, I freak out. It's not something I can't handle, because eventually I will get into the store or say hello to the neighbor, but still I'd do everything to avoid meeting these people.
So, maybe that's it. I also wanna tell that sometimes I wish I was more messed up, so that other people would notice I need some help, or something. I feel like I could die and no one would notice I'm gone. I'm thinking about death a lot, but hell no, I don't wanna die. My life is too important for me, even if it's so so hard. I don't wanna lose it, because I have big plans, and I believe in my abilities. Sometimes I even think I believe too much. I'm not studying much, because I don't feel like doing it, I don't care too much about my grades, cause I can bet that only the final exam is the most important and I wouldn't ever let myself screw that up. Or maybe I would, I can't be sure about anything right now. It's too messy and too hard for me to bear sometimes. I have moments when I'm really happy and suddenly something inside me happens and even though I don't know what it is, it changes all my feelings and my mood, and I'm getting sad for no reason. I'm scared of my life, and of my own mother, even though she doesn't do anything bad to me, she doesn't abuse me or something... Sometimes I'm just scared of talking to her or meeting her, and there were few situations when I just kept standing in front of my room door not able to force myself to get out like for about fifteen minutes. Telling my mother all of that doesn't work, because it only makes her worse, which makes her anger grow. It seems there's a lot of my mother in it, and I know that probably she's the main cause of my problems, but what hurts the most is I can't do anything about it. I can't change the situation, I can only change my thinking, but it's really damn hard for me, especially because I'm really sensitive and sometimes I overreact. I can't stop crying sometimes, what causes my mother to think I'm doing it for a reason, while I'm not. And other times I just wanna cry so so badly, but nothing helps and I just can't. I feel I'm really lost, so I'm asking for some help here, cause I just can't stand it anymore.
Oh, and sorry I've written so much
I'm new here and I think I may need your help. I feel like I'm not myself anymore, like I've lost something important, and the biggest problem is - I don't know what it is.
My real name is Natalia, I'm a seventeen-year-old girl and I live in a small town in Poland. My dad had left my mother about two years ago, because he found himself a girlfriend. He seems to be finally happy now, and so I am really happy for him, because I know my mother and I know what he'd been through with her. So, my parents are separated now and my mother wants to get divorced in a couple of months (but I don't think it bothers me, my family has always been only imaginary). She's been also really depressed lately, and she keeps saying she doesn't want to live anymore, she screwed up everything in her life, and she doesn't have anyone here for her. And when I ask her what about me, she says that in a year I'm gonna leave her and go to another city to college, so she makes me feel really guilty that way and I'm not sure if I shouldn't stay where I live with her and find another profession to study (I wanna study medicine, and where I live there's no med school). Really often I feel I really hate her as a mother and also as a person, because she's convinced everyone is trying to make her worse, so she treats people like trash, which also affects me. No matter what I do - it's always done in a wrong way, so she gets a chance to be crazily mad at me for the rest of the day. And lately I've just realized that she hates me for not being my cousin - because he always was (and is) greater, more responsible and more organized than me. I've always been the worse one.
Four years ago I found out I'm a insulin-dependent diabetic, and I think I got over it too fast. I mean, I didn't even seriously cry over it, and when the doctors told me told I said it was all fine, only now I see that maybe it's not.
I have a problem somewhere inside of me that makes me upset everyday. I've been to a psychologist lately, but generally speaking - she was awful. I felt like she didn't care about what I was telling her, and she obviously didn't bother to help me. To every issue I tried to explain to her she reacted like 'everyone deals with problems like that'. And, yeah, maybe she was right, but still I came to her to ask for some help, cause obviously the problems I had didn't seem to be so easy to solve for me. At last she decided there's nothing wrong with me, I am strong, and it's all a normal teenager's confusion about life. But I still feel a problem exists, and unlike her, I don't think it's a simple teenager issue. I exactly know what I want of my life, and I'd like to say everything seems to be going just fine, except that I can't live my life anymore.
There are some issues I'm trying to deal with:
1. The most important of all - I feel my life isn't anything good to me. I know what I wanna be, who I wanna be and how I wanna work this out, but still most of the time I'm either very happy or very sad and I don't know why. When I wake up in the morning I don't feel like living through the day if it's too normal. When there's nothing extraordinary happening I just don't wanna live. But on the other hand - when something new is coming I don't like it either because I'm scared to death of it.
2. I watch two TV shows and lately I feel like the life in there is much more interesting than my own, even if the characters have to face much scarier problems. I prefer watching than living my own life. It's not addiction, because I know when to stop watching, and I can live without it with no problems, it's just that when I'm watching I'm running away form my problems, so most of the time dealing with a hard situation for me looks like 'I'm gonna survive this, and then I'll finally go watch something (like it was a rescue)'. All I want is to make it through the day to eventually sit, watch the show and forget about what I have to do, and I know that this way I don't care enough about what's real, so there's a big chance I'll mess up too - like my mother did.
3. When I go to sleep I will end up doing anything but sleeping. So I watch the series TV I mentioned, I listen to a lot of music - only not to fall asleep. I don't have any sleeping problems, but I'm just afraid of sleeping, because I know that tomorrow's gonna come too soon this way, and I don't want it. So generally, I'm afraid of falling asleep, because I'm afraid of tomorrow, whatever it's gonna be.
4. I'm afraid of people - or rather of talking to them. I don't have a lot of friends, because I'm too introvert and people just don't like me. On the other hand - each adult person that gets to know me tells me I'm very grown up, or even too grown up as for someone my age. But I'm afraid of people. Every time I'm supposed to get into a store and say hello or when I see a neighbor passing by, I freak out. It's not something I can't handle, because eventually I will get into the store or say hello to the neighbor, but still I'd do everything to avoid meeting these people.
So, maybe that's it. I also wanna tell that sometimes I wish I was more messed up, so that other people would notice I need some help, or something. I feel like I could die and no one would notice I'm gone. I'm thinking about death a lot, but hell no, I don't wanna die. My life is too important for me, even if it's so so hard. I don't wanna lose it, because I have big plans, and I believe in my abilities. Sometimes I even think I believe too much. I'm not studying much, because I don't feel like doing it, I don't care too much about my grades, cause I can bet that only the final exam is the most important and I wouldn't ever let myself screw that up. Or maybe I would, I can't be sure about anything right now. It's too messy and too hard for me to bear sometimes. I have moments when I'm really happy and suddenly something inside me happens and even though I don't know what it is, it changes all my feelings and my mood, and I'm getting sad for no reason. I'm scared of my life, and of my own mother, even though she doesn't do anything bad to me, she doesn't abuse me or something... Sometimes I'm just scared of talking to her or meeting her, and there were few situations when I just kept standing in front of my room door not able to force myself to get out like for about fifteen minutes. Telling my mother all of that doesn't work, because it only makes her worse, which makes her anger grow. It seems there's a lot of my mother in it, and I know that probably she's the main cause of my problems, but what hurts the most is I can't do anything about it. I can't change the situation, I can only change my thinking, but it's really damn hard for me, especially because I'm really sensitive and sometimes I overreact. I can't stop crying sometimes, what causes my mother to think I'm doing it for a reason, while I'm not. And other times I just wanna cry so so badly, but nothing helps and I just can't. I feel I'm really lost, so I'm asking for some help here, cause I just can't stand it anymore.
Oh, and sorry I've written so much