And then I lost myself... Part 1
Completely lost... no longer knowing who I am... And empty, so empty because I didn't come across my boundaries or I didn't feel them anymore. Confronting especially, if you have to go to the doctor and say that it really doesn't work anymore. I always thought I was strong. I've been way too strong and I didn't feel that I was actually on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
The worst part is that for the first time I had to admit that I crashed literally and figuratively.
My reactions were not mine, I couldn't understand my behavior and I didn't understand that I had no desire for anything anymore.
The pain I had, the grief was unprocessed and especially the many snacks onion my apple that were no longer filled.
The question: When did you really have peace? Well, I just couldn't answer that question anymore because I didn't know.
Het zijn vooral gevoelige perfectionistische mensen die gevoelig zijn voor depressie!
Bij mij is ook op een bepaalde dag,bij een bepaalde gebeurtenis plots het licht uit gegaan en heb me om tegen mezelf te beschermen mij laten opnemen en dat heeft me goed gedaan om het beter te aanvaarden maar de weg daarna was nog lang en heel hobbelig geweest.
Sterkte en schrijf vooral veel van je af,dat helpt