Self-Destructive Urges
PostPosted: Tue Aug 10, 2004 7:37 pm
Does anyone here besides me have them?
I've been thinking about my dire money situation. I really, desperately need a job. I've been looking. The week before I went to visit my boyfriend, I realized something was wrong with my phone - wasn't able to get it fixed until yesterday Turns out my new kitten chewed up one of the phone cords. I didn't know what was wrong for the longest time - and all the job aps I put out in past weeks have come to nothing because people couldn't get ahold of me and I didn't know it!!!!!!!!!
I've been job applying now, online the other night at a few places via my posted resume on CareerBuilder.com and to Home Depot's website, because there are Home Depots near me... I applied in person today at a few places...
But... you know, it all seems hopeless. I've been looking for work for sooooo long... and not finding any... and, when I have had work, well, I've had low paying work, low houred work.. and have never been held anywhere for very long because of the problems I have with people and stuff (that I've been trying to get over and have been getting better about... I've improved... I mean.. I'm medicated now).
I borrowed money again from my parents - went to Wal_Mart today to get soap and catfood... Everything in life is so expensive... and... my parents can only help me so much... and... when am I going to get a job, God? WHEN?! Why are you making me wait so long?
Actually, for over two years counting all the job hunting I did for supplimental work when I worked 3 days a week for the newspaper.
Am I just not good enough?
Heck, is my destiny suicide and you are just letting me know that I might as well do it and get it overwith?
I have my hope. I mean... I'm looking for work. I have a boyfriend who loves me. My family loves me. I really do want to live.
I just think it might be easier to die sometimes - than to get a job, because... well.. I've been looking and not getting... for... a long time. I've been thinking very logically about this. My family would be sad... but... you know... it might not be such a bad thing. They'll get over it and I won't be a continual finanical burden on them.
No one really can help me - money wise, I mean. I NEED A JOB. I'm not sure that God is listening to me when I pray for work. I wonder if I've been "not good enough." - Yet... improving myself seems not worth it, because, well... just trying to "act good" to "get on God's good side" just won't cut it for me. My mind doesn't work like that. I don't think I can ever be "good enough" so I'm more likely to give up anything I try to do to "get good/better" after a little while.
I don't want to die right now. I really don't. I have dreams. I'm just worried that I'll never get out of this slump. I need work. I need to work badly, and I've been searching and not finding, and it's just been a cycle of dissapointment and it seems that everything I do I fail at.
My counselor told me about E-bay... that I could make money there. I tried. No one paid attention to any of the art I posted. I did get a low bid on some combat boots, but I had to send the customer's money back because they paid on PayPal with a credit card and I couldn't get their money unless I paid PayPal for some kind of a business upgrade I decided I couldn't afford. My bone art - that EVERYONE seems to think is so neat... it seems that no one wants to BUY - everyone who likes my art is poor, too.
So, still hopeful, but thinknig about this stuff... the expensiveness of the world and my lack of work and bad luck in finding work... I come home today from my job hunting and Wal_Mart shopping thinking... "I wonder what would happen if I drank a little bit of bleach diluted in water?"
I mean... I don't really want to die. This is not a suicide attempt... it's more like a "test" in case I do decide I really want to die. I just got this thought in mind, urge, to drink a tiny bit of diluted bleach and see how sick I get, if I get sick at all.
And... at the moment... I have this weird urge to do so. I don't even want to die right now! I don't want to try to committ suicide yet. I just put out some job aps and I have hope. I'm being espeically hopeful for the local gas station that is hiring. (I'm available any day, any hours, which, well, lots of places want... I might get hired just because of that).
But, now, I'm just... curious about the bleach thing.
It's this.. weird urge, this curiousity... it's almost random - like... "I wonder what it tastes like? I wonder how it will feel going down? I wonder if I'll get sick? How sick will I be? Will I be fine, or wind up barfing my guts out and having to call the hospital?"
Does anyone besides me get weird, self-destructive urges like this when they're down about something?
I've been thinking about my dire money situation. I really, desperately need a job. I've been looking. The week before I went to visit my boyfriend, I realized something was wrong with my phone - wasn't able to get it fixed until yesterday Turns out my new kitten chewed up one of the phone cords. I didn't know what was wrong for the longest time - and all the job aps I put out in past weeks have come to nothing because people couldn't get ahold of me and I didn't know it!!!!!!!!!
I've been job applying now, online the other night at a few places via my posted resume on CareerBuilder.com and to Home Depot's website, because there are Home Depots near me... I applied in person today at a few places...
But... you know, it all seems hopeless. I've been looking for work for sooooo long... and not finding any... and, when I have had work, well, I've had low paying work, low houred work.. and have never been held anywhere for very long because of the problems I have with people and stuff (that I've been trying to get over and have been getting better about... I've improved... I mean.. I'm medicated now).
I borrowed money again from my parents - went to Wal_Mart today to get soap and catfood... Everything in life is so expensive... and... my parents can only help me so much... and... when am I going to get a job, God? WHEN?! Why are you making me wait so long?
Actually, for over two years counting all the job hunting I did for supplimental work when I worked 3 days a week for the newspaper.
Am I just not good enough?
Heck, is my destiny suicide and you are just letting me know that I might as well do it and get it overwith?
I have my hope. I mean... I'm looking for work. I have a boyfriend who loves me. My family loves me. I really do want to live.
I just think it might be easier to die sometimes - than to get a job, because... well.. I've been looking and not getting... for... a long time. I've been thinking very logically about this. My family would be sad... but... you know... it might not be such a bad thing. They'll get over it and I won't be a continual finanical burden on them.
No one really can help me - money wise, I mean. I NEED A JOB. I'm not sure that God is listening to me when I pray for work. I wonder if I've been "not good enough." - Yet... improving myself seems not worth it, because, well... just trying to "act good" to "get on God's good side" just won't cut it for me. My mind doesn't work like that. I don't think I can ever be "good enough" so I'm more likely to give up anything I try to do to "get good/better" after a little while.
I don't want to die right now. I really don't. I have dreams. I'm just worried that I'll never get out of this slump. I need work. I need to work badly, and I've been searching and not finding, and it's just been a cycle of dissapointment and it seems that everything I do I fail at.
My counselor told me about E-bay... that I could make money there. I tried. No one paid attention to any of the art I posted. I did get a low bid on some combat boots, but I had to send the customer's money back because they paid on PayPal with a credit card and I couldn't get their money unless I paid PayPal for some kind of a business upgrade I decided I couldn't afford. My bone art - that EVERYONE seems to think is so neat... it seems that no one wants to BUY - everyone who likes my art is poor, too.
So, still hopeful, but thinknig about this stuff... the expensiveness of the world and my lack of work and bad luck in finding work... I come home today from my job hunting and Wal_Mart shopping thinking... "I wonder what would happen if I drank a little bit of bleach diluted in water?"
I mean... I don't really want to die. This is not a suicide attempt... it's more like a "test" in case I do decide I really want to die. I just got this thought in mind, urge, to drink a tiny bit of diluted bleach and see how sick I get, if I get sick at all.
And... at the moment... I have this weird urge to do so. I don't even want to die right now! I don't want to try to committ suicide yet. I just put out some job aps and I have hope. I'm being espeically hopeful for the local gas station that is hiring. (I'm available any day, any hours, which, well, lots of places want... I might get hired just because of that).
But, now, I'm just... curious about the bleach thing.
It's this.. weird urge, this curiousity... it's almost random - like... "I wonder what it tastes like? I wonder how it will feel going down? I wonder if I'll get sick? How sick will I be? Will I be fine, or wind up barfing my guts out and having to call the hospital?"
Does anyone besides me get weird, self-destructive urges like this when they're down about something?