I did not write anything for a while. You remember about my leg trauma, new commitments for being healthy both physically and psychologically, and staying for several months in another country.
My leg is so much better, almost recovered, although with some remarks.
I am in my favourite country, like I planned. I was so happy be here!
I was happy for a while… I am getting bored… I am tired of being a good girl… I am bored… I am afraid to loose control and get wild again.
But I nee adrenaline in my blood… I am so scared of that feeling. It can bring me back to that broken and self-distractive state. It will for sure. Will I be able to resist?
It was a long time since my last post. So, here are some updates on my new rules:
This goes smoothly. I did not drink at all, and it was so easy to stay away from drinking. I see this so differently now. Drinking for me was in a way self-hurting and masochistic, and now I do like myself and I do not want to hurt me in any way.
No sex without feelings will be better to say. Nothing happened in this area, too. I was away from it because I did not meet the guy I really like and who likes me as well. Being with a guy just for sex is kind of rape over self, I just don’t understand how I could do it before. No wonder there were crazy men and weird situations happening to me all the time, this is what you get when you do not have any self-respect.
My leg still did not recover, but it is much better now. I take it easy, I finally do care of myself, I eat healthy and do yoga. To be honest, I am still weak on this. I feel that I am just on a way to strong self-respect and self-awareness. But if I look back on me even just one months ago, I see difference.
My warm wishes,
We all had moments when absolutely everything goes wrong: work, relationships, health, friends. I am exactly on the same phase right now. Relationship sucks, or I basically have none. My work contract ends in May, and no other job is found. My leg is still not fine, and my friends hardly understand what I am going through. I am not depressed, I just feel that I stuck, I do not develop, I do not move on.
Way out? To quite the job a bit earlier than the contract ends and go to my favourite country for 2 months. Crazy? Yes! It is a financial suicide, but I just take this risk no matter what. There are only few people know about this, and none of them is my friend… I don’t want them to know anything.
This is insane what I am doing. I do not have any plans what I gonna do there, I do not expect anything. I simply want to be away for a while. I do need to be away.
Yesterday, I texted to the guy and asked his plans for the evening as I planned before. I really needed to see his reaction. I don’t know what I expected because we broke up not in the nicest way.
He replied that he is going to housewarming party, and he asked about my leg. That was basically all the conversation we had. He did not suggest another day to meet, neither did I. It is all clear, everything is over and not gonna return. Strange feeling. It brings be back to the question if I ever will be loved. For now, it seems that I just walk in circles, back and forth.
I could be in a low mood the whole evening, thinking what is wrong in me. Luckily, my friends came over and saved me from unpleasant thoughts.
I resisted! Well… I am lying. He just went back to his city, and this saved from a mistake. I would have felt worse after that. Enough self-destruction!
Friday evening. I am home alone with my crazy thoughts. It is exactly one of those moments when I start thinking a lot and it goes all wrong way. I haven’t had these moments for a long time. My leg is not fine, it is not recovering. I have to take care of it, so that it is fine, to look at its size, color, temperature. I am scared like small children are, but they have their mummy next to them to say that everything will be alright.
I can call to my mom via skype, but I don’t want to. Then, I will have to tell her that I am not fine. She will ask why and how it happened. And I don’t want to tell how, I don’t want to worry her. She will be so worried that it will only make me feel worse and more scared. I know it sounds strange, but my mom always strengthen my feelings. It is good when I am happy, but when I am scared or depressed, it doesn’t help.
I blame myself in what has happened to me. I just hope it is a good lesson, and I will recover soon! Only getting in these kind of troubles, when I just sit at home (I hardly can walk) and worry, I realised what a great life I had, I could go to work, to do food shopping, go the the bank, post office. It is a real happiness! I know it sounds strange. We are tired of those things, we hate them. But I changed my mind now. Those thing are real life, yes, hectic, but it is happiness just to walk…
I want to share the lesson I just learnt! The life is great, and the most important thing is heath! Never complain as long as you are healthy, and you can afford to buy at least bread!