I think about the path of destruction I have left in the many years of my life and Valentine’s Day to me was always a dreaded holiday. No one wanted me to be their valentine. I remember in junior high we always wrote names on a piece of paper to send a rose to their class or put an ad in the student paper expressing love to someone. I never got one except this
Mike I love you from the wabbit.
The wabbit was the students way of bullying me and making fun of me because of a huge speech impediment I had. That was it. So I always hated Valentine’s Day. So when I finally found a girl who loved me enough to bake me a cake for this shitty day I appreciated it so much but it didn’t come out like most times. Because I didn’t worthy of anyone’s love. I felt like a loser. I was told I was one all the time my life people did their best to make me feel like crap so I owned it and became the angriest person on the planet and snapped on anyone including the love of my life.
Since I have been trying to deal with my mental health issues I have lost a lot of people. My medication cocktails the psychiatrists prescribed didn’t work out so I became a different person. I actually reverted to the person I became when I was younger.
I was so depressed then and today is a dark day because I feel like I killed everyone who ever cared for me. Not literally of course. But my actions and decisions to not stabilize my behavior cost me so much. And I sit here reflecting on it.
How do you find your way back? How do you show those you love that you do in fact love them so much?
I know patience and hope are two ways and wait for those to come around. However I feel damage is too severe and it’s all over. Then again the voice in my head is the one telling me that.
I hope you have a wonderful Valentine’s Day. Hold on to those who you love. They love you for a reason and it’s not because you’re worthless or they have pity on you. It’s for real.
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