[Content Warning added 20Jan2014 for use of ableist slurs and self-harm.]
The other thing that happened over the weekend was that I got a bit drunk on Saturday night and basically vomited my pent-up emotions all over Kelvin, in one huge unintelligible tear-streaked snot-caked globule. There were upsides and downsides to this.
Upsides:
1) He didn’t think I was gross, or if he did, it didn’t show.
2) He didn’t freak out when I showed him my arm.
3) He told me I was “working on the assumption that ‘pretty’ is something primarily to do with a person’s outsides” – it was really nice to hear him effectively say “Who cares how you look?”
4) I felt so much better for talking and I haven’t cut since – and still haven’t picked either.
5) Kelvin was quite drunk himself and doesn’t remember a damn thing.
Downsides:
1) I got the ‘so just stop’ response. He didn’t really understand – but then I didn’t really explain, I just vented.
2) He asked me if I realised how stupid it was to cut myself. Not in a spiteful way, I think he meant ‘pointless’ rather than ‘totally retarded’. I can see how pointless it looks from a logical point of view – pick or don’t pick, but why cut yourself? How does that make sense? I don’t know. But it did help me.
3) I’m pretty sure I failed completely at portraying the idea that I m struggling with a real problem that I am desperately looking to solve. I’m pretty sure I came over as an immature little emo fuckwit on a major attention-seeking bender.
4) Kelvin was quite drunk himself and doesn’t remember a damn thing.
Conclusions:
1) I have learned that, if I want to tell someone about this and actually get them to understand a little, I need to be sober, serious and calm when I tell them.
2) The emotional blowout was good for me. Days 1-10 = cutting every day but no picking. Night 10 = emotional vomiting. Days 11-12 = no cutting or picking. I feel kind of stable.
Peach
xxx
clever girl, way to go; twelve stickers in a row
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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