I can’t stop feeling like maybe I’m just trash. And when I’m not ruminating, it’s been pretty alright the past few days in that sense.. I feel like “why do I not care that I can potentially be such a shitty person????” When I do care. A lot. To the point I’ve been on one thing for months. But then again I’m on one thing for months.. then it feels like the next something is even worse and I’m onto that thing for the next few months. I go back and fourth from them for months. And it makes me wonder that what if I keep getting into these scenarios because I’m just fucking shit and I want to be here I am meant to be trash I’m lying to my own self about who I am truly. It starts all over again. Though it never really stops. It’s always there. It’s just hard tonight.

Really struggling to not think I’m a bad person. Part of me is rational, but I keep going back. I don’t know what to do. How to keep functioning like this.

Just got off the phone with my after hours therapy center. I’m trying not to ruminate or seek reassurance, but even after I spoke with the therapist I can’t help but worry that I’m not just or moral enough. I asked if I should turn myself in, and they said no. I wish I could enjoy the holidays but I’m by myself right now and I’m going through a familiar thought process of the world would be a better place if I had been a different person. I’ve been feeling depressed and thinking about different ways in which I’m inadequate and incompetent. I can’t seem to figure out how I’m actually worthwhile. I don’t know if I’ll ever get out of this, my mental illnesses and my current failures at my work and internship. I’m sorry this all sounds dark and I don’t feel like being drastic. Rather I just feel extremely stuck. Kind of like, oh shoot I’m not someone anyone likes and I’m unfortunately a waste of oxygen.

i'm tired of the fear of becoming something horrible. im tired of feeling like i'm an irredeemable monster. im tired of thinking about what happened every hour of my life. im tired of the fear of being a bad person. im tired of never feeling like i deserve anything. i'm tired of the ruminating, the anguish, the guilt, the regret, the pain, the anger at myself. i dont know what i want. it feels as if making my life better will be like excusing my actions. i feel like i deserve this pain. my genuine emotions feel like a facade. im so scared. i dont want to be a bad person. why did i think it was okay in the moment. why.