I don't feel like myself. Honestly, I'm not sure who I am anymore, but it can't be this.
I get irritated over the smallest things, and then the pressure builds and I feel volatile, like a bomb about to go off. I want to shout, scream, and break something. I never let it all out, though. I'm able to keep it to huffing and puffing, emitting steam, and fidgeting, but I can't get myself to calm down. The sounds of people talking, moving around, and the vibrations as they walk irritate me more than anything. I often can't stand people. I want them to stop talking and to go away. I often resort to closing my eyes and covering my ears, or turning on music in an attempt to block them out. I breathe heavily and feel sick to my stomach. I feel like I can't take it.
I'm so unmotivated, but it's not just laziness. I can hardly pull myself off the couch to get something to eat. I can't convince myself to go to bed even when I'm exhausted—and I always feel exhausted, either physically or mentally. A responsibility, even the smallest one, looks like an enormous mountain to climb. I decline offers to play games and have a good time because fun isn't fun anymore.
Boredom doesn't affect me like it used to. When I was normal (whatever my "normal" is), I couldn't sit for ten minutes without feeling restless and too energized to sit still. Nowadays, I can sit for extended periods of time like I'm in a trance, not thinking or feeling anything.
I feel angry and frustrated, but for no particular reason and with no one in particular. In a moment, I can get upset about one thing, and that one thought triggers another and another and another. The next moment, I'm upset about everything in the world there is to be upset about: every argument, negative remark, and distressing experience. I cry over ridiculously small things, but I almost never show it. I feel like my reactions are exaggerated, and I often seem overly aggressive, critical, and blunt to others.
I often withdraw from people because I don't know how to handle myself. I feel so guilty, because I must seem like a grouch to others, but I don't mean to be. I just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I wish I could snap out of this. When people talk to me or ask me questions, I often have difficulty responding, and I'm not sure why. Sometimes I don't know what to say, sometimes I have to force the words out, as if I've lost my ability to think clearly enough to speak and the words just won't come, or sometimes I worry that I'll come across as rude.
I feel hopeless, like I'm swimming in a sea of gloom, like I'm forever doomed. I admit that the idea of self-infliction has been rather appealing to me recently as a means of relieving tension and feelings of dissociation, but I certainly hope I can't convince myself to go that far, although only because I'd hate the shame and attention if anyone were to find out.
I don't understand why I'm feeling this way. I think it's been getting worse over the past few months, and come to think of it, this isn't the first time I've entered this sort of "phase". I distinctly remember it happening two years ago, and now I'm wondering if it could be seasonal. Unfortunately, time blends together, and I have a hard time remembering my "normal", if it ever existed.
What in the world is wrong with me?!
Can anyone relate?
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