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as long as it was just for one day (i'd feel too guilty otherwise) i'd give it to my dad. he thinks being on disability is just my way of being lazy. he doesn't get how sick i really am. maybe if he lived with these horrible feelings for a day he'd be more empathetic.
i wouldnt give it to anyone, not even those who hurt me and continue to do so, why,,, because i wouldnt wish this on anyone no one....ever... i also love your multiple threads, theyre very comforting :hug:
i wouldn't give this to anyone...unless, they wanted it so that they can understand better...in that case, i would maybe think my therapist would like to try it out for a day...or, i would give it to my parents so that they would accept it and try to help me instead of making it worse...
When I used to suffer from bipolar and boarder line personality I would never consider giving it to anyone else. It was such a horrible experience, and it nearly drove me to kill myself on a daily basis. I don't think I could hate someone that much to want them to have it. JMPO.
I would be afraid of whoever I gave my issues to... there's a lot of hate and violence mixed in. I can control my actions, but could a normal person, who isn't used to that sort of thing, be able to? I can't know, and I won't find out.
So, I wouldn't. Not out of moral reasoning or anything, but out of self preservation.
I like this thought process... I'm going to definitely check your other posts now. ttyl? We'll see.
I'd like to give it to a friend of mine for a week, who thinks her life is tough because she hurt her arm. She has no idea of the pain I live with every day, physical and mental. I don't think she'd last the week.
Like plshelpme, I think my counsellor would love to experience what goes on in my head for a day. It would be useful for me too, because I have no way to explain it to him!
With regards to permanently palming it off on someone, it would be my father. He started it all, he should live with the consequences.
You guys and gals are so nice and sweet, even though so many have caused you pain, you still dont want to hand it back for a day. Thats brave and a very human thing to do.
I on the other hand would hand it to some, lol: Im not so sweet and sometimes the lid comes off and spurts out the insides of me.
I would say to my mother, but I think she is living in her own misery as it is, I cant say my father-well cause hes already crazy, soooo
I would say my H, just so he would understand that you just cant get over it, its not something that passes or goes away, and that yes one minute I can be fine and the next I can be totally manic, thats the disease, but I would have to agree with yal on only for one day because I wouldnt wish this torture on anyone for the years Ive been fighting it, esp not the person thats been fighting it along side me.
I do love the thought of giving it to your therapist, that would a great learning experience for them.
Sometimes memories attack me hard and fast and relentlessly. My body gets tense and I want to scream and hit and scrawl my own skin to make it stop, I remember every detail like it was happening now, I relive it over and over and I'm so disgusted and ashamed that I am incapable of telling anyone about it, to even think of counselling makes me want to flee . No matter how many times it replays in my head I still cringe, I still feel so vile. I cannot move on because I simply cannot say the words.
I would give this to the person who made me feel this way. And he could keep it forever, not just for a day.