During the course of this day, key parts of my life shattered. Trusted supports left and are gone. I feel like I am surrounded by broken glass in the aftermath. Talking about things is too painful especially with certain people. As I faced one personal loss or issue after another, I found myself turning further and further within. My walls are up and I want to run away emotionally in one way or another. It took everything I had to not break a promise tonight. But I am expected to always be okay so okay I’ll be. But I feel like my world is not the same anymore and I’m not sure if I can regain trust to believe it can be repaired. I hate myself for trusting others and being vulnerable.
Shattered
Memoirs of a Mental illness
Bipolar, Bipolar Disorder, Depression, Eating Disorder, Manic Depressive, Mental Health, Mental Health Recovery, mental Illness, Psychology, PTSD, Social Work, Uncategorized
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My name is Wendy L. I'm a 50 year old social worker from West Michigan who is on the path to recovery after being diagnosed with Bipolar 1 Disorder and PTSD and in recovery for an eating disorder. View all posts by Memoirs of a Mental illness
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Hugs. I get this. Please take care of yourself. You can only pretend to be okay for so long before it catches up to you. Take some time along to grieve the loss of trust and don’t beat yourself up because you need to.
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Thank you for the kind and encouraging words. I am just trying to take things minute by minute right now. ❤️🐢Wendy
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It’s so hard to trust after trust has been broken.
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Thanks Ashley. I will get there. It just stings right now. ❤️🐢
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