I don’t deserve anything. Good sleep, food, nothing. That’s what I keep telling myself whenever I try to sleep or treat myself. I take things I’ve done and the guilt eats me alive. My mom was psychologically abusive to me growing up without knowing it and defends my emotionally and sometimes physically abusive father (he has only hit me not her). One day I snapped and I charged at her and started hitting her saying I wish she would die and I hated her. She was crying and not hitting back until she finally dug her nails into my head. I was held in isolation from an ex boyfriend in the Middle East and I got really messed up in the head. I went back home and my mom tried her same controlling techniques while I was jobless and I just snapped. I feel like crap now and I treat her like a queen and we’ve been fine but I can’t stop saying to myself I don’t deserve anything. She is a hypochondriac but when she said she was dizzy for weeks after our fight I can’t help but get worried. I don’t want to hurt anybody. I have deep pain within myself. It’s a long story. But I got really messed up over the past year and was like a housewife in Dubai, sometimes not seeing outside for 2 weeks. I came home to no car anymore, jobless, and my mom treating me like a prisoner. Now I work and take the train to the city but it’s hard for me to excel with this guilt. I say and do things to my mom and she has issues but she also is the most selfless woman for me and everyone else. Idk how to make it up to her.

i don’t know what changed, but in the past 1-2 weeks something switched in my brain and now i am obsessing over every mistake I’ve ever made, and i firmly believe the guilt i feel is justified. i am a pathological liar and i’m realizing i may have lied about more things than I ever intended to. i think i tricked myself into believing some things and now I feel awful that I’ve lied to myself and others about so many things. my mind is a mess and i can’t even tell what is a lie and what isn’t anymore. i also feel like i’ve been taking advantage of my boyfriends family who has financially supported me for these past few years, because i had convinced myself and everyone around me that my physical health & mental health was worse than it actually was. i never meant to take advantage or hurt anyone, but i can definitely say that i became complacent and comfortable living these past few years without having to worry about work, school, or really anything. i think i used “not feeling well” as an excuse to not do anything because i was too afraid to leave the house and function in society. i feel so awful and disgusted by my behavior and the guilt is eating me alive. i even feel bad using my phone because they pay for it, and feel bad being in my apartment for the same reason. i feel like everything about me is a lie and they’ve been paying for and supporting a person completely different than they thought. maybe i’m not who I portrayed myself out to be at all. i’ve felt so disgusting and so awful i can barely stand it. this morning i woke up feeling like i was suffocating, my chest hurt so bad and i felt like there was absolutely no way out. i really felt like i was dying. other than the lying, i’ve felt awful about things i did as a child where i didn’t know any better, or i even feel bad about my own thoughts and emotions that I have no control over. my mom says i’m being too hard on myself, and that i can’t help that i lie, but i don’t believe that. i think i deserve to feel this way and that i’m not being hard enough on myself. i lied and took advantage and therefore i deserve to suffer. i caused people to worry for me when it wasn’t necessary, when i was fine. i deserve to feel so guilty that i’m nauseous, i deserve to feel ashamed. i feel like i don’t deserve to eat or feel better, even though i desperately want to. i feel so guilty and so shameful i literally can’t function. i want to escape this feeling so bad, i want to get out of this guilt that’s keeping me from moving on and improving myself. i acknowledge that i have a lying problem, that it’s a mental illness, but i am ashamed of it and feel disgusted that i’m this way even though i can’t help some of it. i truly don’t know what to do or how to have compassion for myself. probably a good idea to share that my dad is a pathological liar and never received help, and i’m pretty sure i learned this behavior through him. not to mention all the stuff i did as a kid that i feel bad about, or the fact that i feel bad about things i can’t control. and i even feel bad about finding certain things funny. the guilt is killing me and i don’t know how i’m ever supposed to become a better person if i’m so sure that i’m undeserving of ever feeling better. in my head i truly feel like im a monster. i feel like i’m having a crisis because i’m realizing i lied about a lot of things without even really realizing it. or i deceived myself into thinking things. and I’ve lied about things for sympathy, for attention, to make myself seem more interesting, or to make me seem less pathetic than i actually am. i’ve lied about some serious things, and i’ve lied about things that don’t matter at all. i don’t know how to keep living. i want to go home to my apartment and be in my safe space, but i feel disgusting being there when i’ve taken advantage of my boyfriend’s family, even though it was never my intention. no matter what I do and where i go, i feel wrong. because i’ve done so many bad things and i can’t forgive myself. i feel so morally wrong i can’t stand it and i don’t see things ever getting better. i feel like I’m going crazy and i feel so alone. i can’t escape this guilt no matter what. and i feel overwhelmed because I know this isn’t something that can be fixed quickly. am i ever gonna be able to live without shame ever again? am i ever gonna be able to do the things i love again? the things that brought me comfort? nothing brings me any comfort, and i spend all day in bed or sitting around doing absolutely nothing because i can’t distract myself. i can’t stop thinking about all the things i’ve done no matter how hard i try. i obsessively read and look up online things to try and find reassurance. i feel like i’m going crazy. and i just feel so sorry. to everyone. and i’m so extremely ashamed of my behavior. i can’t stop obsessing about the past, the present, and the future. don’t i deserve to feel this way when i’ve lied and done bad things? even if it wasn’t my intention, or if it’s a result of a mental illness? don’t i deserve to feel debilitating guilt when i’ve been a bad person? even though i know i never had any bad intentions, i don’t think it matters. am i gonna feel this way forever, where everything i do or everywhere i look, im reminded of the the things ive done?

I woke up very late today because my son kept me up all night because he is teething so I didn’t fully wake up until 6am. These past months have been crippling because of my ocd, depression and anxiety. So crippling to the point I have been terrified to leave my bed. Because I haven’t been leaving the room often I am starting to come off as lazy to my mother in law and I have been slacking on helping around the house. My mother in law has surgery on Tuesday and needs us to help out more. I got up to do the dishes the other day and had to stop because I was having a flare up and felt like I was going to over heat from anxiety. I laid down and never finished the dishes. Today she came home really mad at my husband and I because we haven’t been helping and the guilt is eating me alive. I want to apologize but I don’t want to bring up how I have been feeling because I don’t want it to come off as an excuse. I don’t want this to lead to a point where I’m suffering because of it and I don’t want it to ruin her perception of me. I just feel awful that I’m letting this take over my life. Moments like this make me feel useless and I lose hope of ever getting better. what if I never get better. She does so much for me and I’m letting her down💔

i’m crying but i don’t deserve to i’ve had this thought before, my mom works and i stay home and clean and homeschool. lately i have not been doing my part and i understand why she’s upset. every time she gets upset with me she cries, and tells me how bad i hurt her. Also every time she’s upset with me, for some pathetic reason my head brings up when she hurt me as a child, she never really admitted to it but i think it’s because she doesn’t want to think about how bad she could’ve hurt me or brother. slowly im starting to realize how bad of a person i am, I’m a procrastinator and im lazy. i had a dream about us arguing, i said awful things, something’s i’ve never said before something’s i have out of anger and then i start crying. I think im a psycho, im crying so hard rn. i want to fix everything, why can’t i be different? in my dream i was mean and aggressive, and it scared me.