Ashley-Kate
MVP
hello,
in the last couple of months i have been seeming a lot stronger or lets just say i have been expressing myself to you guys on the site a lot more openly but honestly my family and the real world are completely clueless to how i am really feeling
part of me thinks maybe i should tell them. then maybe they might lay back and stop telling me all of their problems. but then i think if I don't have their problems to deal with i am alone with my own demons.
I lost my grand father about 9 months ago. he died suddenly of a stroke at the age of 68. then my best friends father killed himself just before i moved away, forcing me to leave her alone and me feeling extremely bad and then shouldering her pain on my shoulders as we spoke every other day and still grieving the loss of my own grandfather. and finding out i couldn't be there for his funeral because it was too far.
Then school started and i was a mess, living in a dorm with a girl i hardly knew, letting my eating disorder get the best of me. sent by ambulance to the hospital 2 times in the space of three months, once for complications of my e-d, the second for suicidal risk, due to the fact that my father was bringing me to court to put me in between my two parents and chose a side. during the same period i was in exams. I then found out after that i failed more than half of my exams and would have to wait a semester before going back to college. during that whole time i was dealing with my roomate's problems with her familly, my sister's issues with her byfriend, and in the middle of the marriage problems of my brother and sister-in-law ,and taking care of a 1 and a half year old. and all the while no one thought for a second ok ashley is anorexic and has a history of suicide attempts maybe we shouldn't put so much on her back
it may sound selfish of me but i am a bit mad at them. ok it is my fault. i could have just told them they seem quite capable of expressing their needs and i didn't but i am mad that in spite of 3 hospitalizations in the last 6 months, and 9 in the last 7 years no one thought that maybe ashley needs a break. and the thing is i dont know when it is too much. i just absorb everyone's pain and then just explode.
i feel tired and sometimes i really would like a big hug, someone to hold me and tell me its okay, ash, everything will be okay we love you
in the last couple of months i have been seeming a lot stronger or lets just say i have been expressing myself to you guys on the site a lot more openly but honestly my family and the real world are completely clueless to how i am really feeling
part of me thinks maybe i should tell them. then maybe they might lay back and stop telling me all of their problems. but then i think if I don't have their problems to deal with i am alone with my own demons.
I lost my grand father about 9 months ago. he died suddenly of a stroke at the age of 68. then my best friends father killed himself just before i moved away, forcing me to leave her alone and me feeling extremely bad and then shouldering her pain on my shoulders as we spoke every other day and still grieving the loss of my own grandfather. and finding out i couldn't be there for his funeral because it was too far.
Then school started and i was a mess, living in a dorm with a girl i hardly knew, letting my eating disorder get the best of me. sent by ambulance to the hospital 2 times in the space of three months, once for complications of my e-d, the second for suicidal risk, due to the fact that my father was bringing me to court to put me in between my two parents and chose a side. during the same period i was in exams. I then found out after that i failed more than half of my exams and would have to wait a semester before going back to college. during that whole time i was dealing with my roomate's problems with her familly, my sister's issues with her byfriend, and in the middle of the marriage problems of my brother and sister-in-law ,and taking care of a 1 and a half year old. and all the while no one thought for a second ok ashley is anorexic and has a history of suicide attempts maybe we shouldn't put so much on her back
it may sound selfish of me but i am a bit mad at them. ok it is my fault. i could have just told them they seem quite capable of expressing their needs and i didn't but i am mad that in spite of 3 hospitalizations in the last 6 months, and 9 in the last 7 years no one thought that maybe ashley needs a break. and the thing is i dont know when it is too much. i just absorb everyone's pain and then just explode.
i feel tired and sometimes i really would like a big hug, someone to hold me and tell me its okay, ash, everything will be okay we love you