(Sorry for the fault english is not my first language)
Three months ago my gf left me, and it was my fault (i cheated on her) so i enter in a loop of introspection, I was constantly watching what I was doing
I was doing well, even though I was sad I could go to work and continue my studies, to see my family every weekend, I was rather proud
But exactly 1 month ago, I started to spin around on a topic and make big panic attacks
It happened suddenly, on a Saturday night after work
I realized that I was watching pornography that did not correspond at all to my real practices
And hell began
I spent my days in anguish in bed (sometimes 8 or 10 hours per day), telling myself that I was horrible, that I deserved to die, that if my entourage found out they would hate me.
I made an appointment with my therapist who reassured me, but it was not enough for me
The next week, I hosted my little brother at home because I found him an internship in my city
He stayed for a week, it went pretty well until one night my brain said "what if you were actually attracted to him?" , I didn’t really react and it went pretty fast
I thought it would stop there, but on my way to work a few days ago my brain said to me "What if you were attracted to children?" (I work in a bike shop, and I spend a lot of time with kids"
It horrified me, I had a feeling that my head was going to explode, I was crying and my colleagues did not understand why
I started antidepressant treatment a week ago (Effexor) and I double the dosage today
My thoughts are mainly directed at my family, I wondered if I was attracted or in love with almost all members of my family
It is also in relation to children and animals
Sometimes my thoughts are so present that I have trouble knowing if they are true or false, I can’t concentrate anymore, I don’t go to work and I failed my exams at university
I feel sorry for myself, I had a lot of confidence before, I loved spending time with my family, I liked my job, going to university, spending time alone
I feel like I would never get away, every day I wonder "Why me", I look at others and I’m jealous, every day I remember how I was before and it makes me sad
I wish I was someone else, anyone
I shared everything with my mother, she also has psychological problems (chronic depression), so she always listened to me and accompanied me in my steps
I was diagnosed with bpd 3 years ago, And she always helped me and loved me
It hurts me not to be able to tell her, I love her very much and it drives me mad that my thoughts sometimes get to her
Every night I pray to wake up in someone else’s body, or in mine but without my brain
And every morning I realize that I have no choice but to live with the hell in my head
My life before I miss it so much, and that’s one of the reasons why I stay alive but it’s starting to get too long, and I’m really starting to lose hope and think that the only solution in all this is to die
I just want to be normal, why me?