
beelzebul
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- Oct 10, 2023
- 152
I hurt my best friend yesterday. I don't want to get into it, but I did something without thinking and crossed a boundary I should have known was there. But I wasn't fucking thinking.
We talked about it and I profusely apologized, but I have been trying so hard to make this friendship healthy and happy for her. A safe place where she won't have to worry about being hurt. And I just fucked it all up.
I just spiraled for hours and even though she told me she was okay (she wasn't), I was just STUCK on having hurt her.
And I wound up cutting. And I, again, without thinking, told her that I was cutting. I just fucking word vomit when this shit happens. My anxiety was so bad that I was borderline disassociating. The guilt was fucking eating me alive. And it's eating me alive today too.
She was devastated and mad and I just made her more upset. Like, of course. I should have known better than to tell her.
I was so consumed by guilt and regret that I made her hurt about me and my feelings.
After trying for so long to be a healthy person for her, I just destroyed everything.
This morning I apologized and explained I would try harder in the future. She gave me short replies. One word replies. I finally asked if she wanted me to give her space and she said yes. I said I'd be here whenever she wanted to talk again.
But I'm spiraling again. I'm mad at myself and I'm mad at her. I try so hard because she has left this friendship like 4 or 5 times in the past instead of talking to me when she had a problem. She swore she wouldn't do it again but that fear of abandonment is still fucking there. It's still fresh. Every time we argue I just wait for her name to disappear from my friends list. I just expect it at this point, but it never gets easier. She says we're (platonic) soul mates but the fear of being abandoned by her never fucking leaves me. I am terrified.
I'm mad at myself because I keep doing stupid shit. I'm 30 years old, why can't I fucking control my emotions??? Why did I tell her I hurt myself? Why did I cross that boundary yesterday??? Why can't I fucking THINK???
I don't want to do anything. I'm struggling not to hurt myself again. I'm just laying in bed and wishing I was dead. I'm sick and my heart is racing. I'm so fucking stupid. I want to die. I can't help but feel like I ruined everything. It's fucking over.
We talked about it and I profusely apologized, but I have been trying so hard to make this friendship healthy and happy for her. A safe place where she won't have to worry about being hurt. And I just fucked it all up.
I just spiraled for hours and even though she told me she was okay (she wasn't), I was just STUCK on having hurt her.
And I wound up cutting. And I, again, without thinking, told her that I was cutting. I just fucking word vomit when this shit happens. My anxiety was so bad that I was borderline disassociating. The guilt was fucking eating me alive. And it's eating me alive today too.
She was devastated and mad and I just made her more upset. Like, of course. I should have known better than to tell her.
I was so consumed by guilt and regret that I made her hurt about me and my feelings.
After trying for so long to be a healthy person for her, I just destroyed everything.
This morning I apologized and explained I would try harder in the future. She gave me short replies. One word replies. I finally asked if she wanted me to give her space and she said yes. I said I'd be here whenever she wanted to talk again.
But I'm spiraling again. I'm mad at myself and I'm mad at her. I try so hard because she has left this friendship like 4 or 5 times in the past instead of talking to me when she had a problem. She swore she wouldn't do it again but that fear of abandonment is still fucking there. It's still fresh. Every time we argue I just wait for her name to disappear from my friends list. I just expect it at this point, but it never gets easier. She says we're (platonic) soul mates but the fear of being abandoned by her never fucking leaves me. I am terrified.
I'm mad at myself because I keep doing stupid shit. I'm 30 years old, why can't I fucking control my emotions??? Why did I tell her I hurt myself? Why did I cross that boundary yesterday??? Why can't I fucking THINK???
I don't want to do anything. I'm struggling not to hurt myself again. I'm just laying in bed and wishing I was dead. I'm sick and my heart is racing. I'm so fucking stupid. I want to die. I can't help but feel like I ruined everything. It's fucking over.