#MentalHealth

Feeling alone in a crowded room

by lostboundries

I just want to say from the jump that I am a little bit of a pessimist

So a little background about a convo that I had last night with a friend: I was under the impression that we had a little thing going on, (if you understand what I mean) a little fling even if you will. This person had explained to me since I asked that “You can’t hold me, physically comfort me” and at that point I just kinda left the chat and didn’t respond. I don’t want to be hurt, I mean can you blame me? I am so numb to the idea of sacrificing myself for others sake that I guess I just don’t wanna do it anymore. I can’t.

The talk, it was just kinda a wake up call cuss it was them crying over the phone to me and like talking about how they want to feel loved and appreciated and how they keep making bad mistakes based on past trauma of trying to be loved. And I was just sitting there on the other end unable to cry even though I wanted to. Unable to be sad but wanting too. It made me think “when did I stop crying and showing emotion?”. It just kinda hurt because I wanted/want those same things. I want to be loved and cared for and appreciated. I keep telling myself I’m worth it. I keep telling myself it’ll be worth the wait but at a certain point, you just get tired of waiting. You start thinking you’re the reason that nobody loves you but you don’t know what else to change. And you’re mad at the fact you had to change in the first place. You don’t know what you’re aiming for but you know that staying here is the fastest way to be miserable. I think, and I explained this to her. I think we change and modify ourselves outta desperation, we don’t know if there could be anyone on the other end of the rainbow (most times there’s not) but it’s the potential of someone being there that makes us wanna change.

I should add that I am not one to cry and complain about how alone I am anymore, I know I am. I know there are others like me that tend to feel Alone in a crowded room but I’ve stopped expressing my needs, yelling out to anyone who will listen. It is just a waste of my energy and I have no need for it, people only care about whats important and it is REALLY easy to see weather someone cares or not.

I actually wrote a poem, ill attach it too the end

I sit in this room, alone

Hazel chandlers dangling, sluggish movement left to right asking me to join them

So close, so far

Asking to be seen in a world that only has tunnel vision.

I cannot pretend anymore

My curves exude my confidence

But all there is to be seen is what we want

My body disappears 

I just want to be viewed as if I am a diet video in a world trying to love themselves

It feels almost pointless to ask

To be seen in a world full of things to look at 

It feels like committing sin

Maybe it is,

But if your reading this by now

I’ve finally been seen

This is what I have to tell the person that saw me.

I am on the autism spectrum

by lostboundries

So I want to let you all know a few things, well mainly one in particular and I am sorry I am sending this so late into the night

I am autistic, I have Aspergers. This is nothing new, this was actually told to me after I was released from the hospital when I was first diagnosed with depression when I went to see a therapist. (This was right after my brain injury so sorry if there was any confusion there)

Now, from what I understand Aspergers is “High functioning autism. Not that I fully understand that or really get it but hey, it’s there. I suppose it is kinda like being diagnosed with high functioning depression.

It has never really bothered me but I think that is because I never really gave it the chance to speak. I never really tried to understand anything that happened in my life at that point. I mean can you blame me? I was 14.

It was not until recently that I actually decided to do the soul searching and read into how I felt about the things that happend 7 years ago. I guess it was because I never wanted to accept this new reality, I wanted to continue to fabricate this world in where I never had a brain injury and everything wasn’t different and I could just continue as two separate people. One who had everything stripped away, and one who was continuing to cling to a fantasy that never really existed.

I’d argue that having to come to terms with the fact that I am autistic has made me an even stronger person than before. I’ve been watching a YouTube’r by the alias “Paige Laye” and to be completely honest, she made me remember what the doctor had said to me. Her videos are very informative and she really seems like she is trying to do this only to help people and out of the kindness of her heart.

To get into my therapist though… he was downright horrible and quite frankly I don’t know how he got into the field. I have a much better therapist now and someone I very much trust and like working with and have worked with for almost 5 years now. wish that woman nothing but the best.

But yes, I am autistic and I just want to make that loud and clear, a-lot of it makes sense but a-lot of it is also rather confusing and weird. it’s still quite a-lot to navigate but I feel like if I down let this out then I will just continue to spiral and spiral.

Letting them win

by lostboundries

So there is this thought that I have been juggling for quite a while, and I really think it’s kind of the natural conclusion to many of my story arcs. This idea of not letting hold things over you and chalking it up to the game, and letting a loss be a loss. I don’t want to keep holding hate; I don’t want to keep thinking of the ones that hurt me or how I’ve never got closure. I just don’t think it’s worth it anymore in this state in my life, at least not this stuff.

I know I said I would let them win, but that does not mean I will forget what happened. History repeats itself for fools that don’t learn from their mistakes. I will let what they have done rest in my mind, hopefully it will surface close to the front but far enough back that it isn’t one of my first thoughts while I maybe spend time with that person.

I don’t want to end up spending so much time wishing for people back or wishing that I had changed how I did this in my life. I am willing to let them win so that these chains no longer hold me in place.

I think I have been trying too hard

Too long spent holding onto chains rusted

ran through channel islands of bliss only to wade in waters of discontent.

I don’t think I can “win” it’s only a 3 lettered word

But, by now, it feels like opening a novel

it just does not interest me.

Waking up and realizing how far you have walked

by lostboundries

So, a few days ago I really looked at my life. all of my achievements and failures. How far I have come and where I have come too, also how far I still have to walk.

It honestly became quite hard not to smile, by all accounts I should be dead and I will explain that in a bit.

In 2014, I had a brain injury (AVM to be exact) and it should have killed me. I don’t know what kept me alive but we will call it a miracle. Seeing as how I just got accepted into college (yes, I transfered from a JC) I took this chance just to see how far I have walked.

At this point, the most vivid thing I remember is being told that I may want to consider entering the special Olympics as a way to continue sports (since they had been such a big part of my life). I personally was (and still kinda am) disgusted by that idea. For me, that was never an option and I was going to get back to being able to do things (like run track) by any means necessary. Personally I do not recommend this as a plan of attack, it works but most people cannot stomach that level of failure, I will just be blunt and say I put myself through much more then your average 14 yr old goes through.

The funny part is, even when I finally did it and was able to get to where I wanted…. turns out somewhere along the line I had lost all interest in sports. I did however gain a burning love for fitness in general (it was prob also because this was kinda destructive for me) and that has been with me ever since. I blazed through my recovery in about 2 months and was able to start as a freshman the same time as everyone else which surprised everyone including my doctors that I was that determined after almost dying.

I even went as far as too completely throw away my IEP (a thing to help students with “disability’s”) and refuse to take advantage of or even use it in my whole time at high-school. Looking back, this was all kinda stupid and I should have taken a bit more time. I understand why I did it but still it was unnecessary and painful, Very Very painful.

But, it’s my life. It’s funny, its full of mistakes, but, it got me to where I am and that makes me smile.

The future only matters once its close enough to reach, once it finally is, it is already the present.

Burning your own bridges (Lost Blog #6)

by lostboundries

I feel as if to feel this happy, I have somehow burned one of my own bridges or perhaps, made a deal with some unholy entity to secure my mindset for the foreseeable future.
It feels as if my whole life outlook has changed for the better (personally speaking), but I feel as if it has brought me away from the few humans I interact with.
While I don’t feel alone or lost, I do feel a little standoff-ish. But, I have no doubt that I will make more friends and life will continue as planned if not better in some way!
I love life, and I want to continue to feel that way so whatever I can do to feel that way, I will do.
When I titled this “Burning your own Bridges” I was not really sure what that mean’t, after pondering what that truly means. I’ve come to the conclusion that I have burnt various bridges on the way I used to look at things.
While I am no longer to look at life the same way, I feel it is heavily for the netter and will help me to grow in the long run.
Never be afraid to change for the better.

Finding piece (Personal Experience) LostBlog #5

by lostboundries

Recently as you know I have been going through the motions and really becoming a better person.
All and all just affirming my beliefs and molding myself in this time of crisis. I as a person have found what grounds me, it feels like i’m a bit closer to maintain being whole.
while it is a battle I will never win, it Is a battle I try to be a participant in.
I guess my goal was never to actually win, just get both sides to work together in some way.
For any person who’s ever been at odds with someone, you know that that is a very hard thing and likely not to happen.
Personally I feel as if I have really found my love for poetry again, actually here is something I recently wrote.

“Why do we praise the same thing

Truth and trust over all,

Believing in one another is “key” but we let our beliefs be judged by different screens

But there all looking at the same out come, so many diffrent opinions I’m starting to wonder is life worth living if you don’t have one?

It’s what they all want

You must have something to share

Diffrent options on the ones who are controlling our life

Let’s all share!

But while we’re out giving our peace and our two cents

They’ve got a buck fifty

Nice shiny quarters put our cents to shame” -J.P

Refining a drive for something I truly love has made all my task far less daunting then originally thought to be.
I’m finding task that I would usually find boring and I would slack off, much more doable and I for one am ready to do them.
Nothing in this world last forever, so I know this feeling is fleeting.
But while I have a hold of it, I will use and nurture it so that next time it may last a little longer.

Feeling better (lost blog #4)

by lostboundries

Disclaimer, this is personal experience

Over the past few months there has been a worldwide pandemic that has left us very stationary and static (thanks Covid-19) state,

Even though that is the case, I have found the Quarantine to be very relaxing and proving to be the perfect scenario for personal growth (at least somewhat).

I find I have improved my self understanding as far as my mental state goes. I think my life has vastly improved, I have an understanding of what I want in life.

I am starting small project’s at scale (for me that means that I have started all of these with the intent to get them to be streams of revenue but that takes time… Lots of time)

Some of those projects are Blogging, Videography,More Poetry, things that have to do with those like editing as well.

The end goal is to have one or more of these be a stream of revenue for me so that I am able to largely do as I please without any (or little) interference.

It is and will continue to be a uphill battle for me inn my life, knowing my life is hard is somehow comforting because I know that I am alive

Lost Blog #3

by lostboundries

Fighting Your demons with your voice

(The work I will be referencing is a published work by mark Manson)

Link: https://markmanson.net/how-to-overcome-your-demons

There is no way to truly win against our demons, all we can do is come to peace with them, but that war will never be won.

I think Mark Manson Is a great author and the things he talks about are very hard hitting and real.

In this short talk he talks of how to (for better or worse) deal with your demons. We often do not talk of this side of our-self for lack of being understood and maybe, also a fear of being understood.

In this short audio talk on the topic of battling demons, Mark Manson goes into a little backstory of how his monsters took over a large portion of his 20’s.
This, while not serving much in the way for discussion, allows a link of reliability to be established with the reader and writer.

My own experiences with this topic at hand make this audio track (most likely an excerpt from his book) a much more heartfelt listen and mean that much more.

Take care everyone,

Jordan pace

LostBlog#2 (personal experience)

by lostboundries

The fear of being stationary

I have gone through a lot in regards of feeling “stuck”.

From feeling like I was going nowhere fast at the age of 17 to thinking I hadn’t moved anywhere (metaphorically speaking) since I was 12.

It often isn’t the easiest thing to get “unstuck” either. It can range from taking a few days to a few years, in truth, a rut is something that can often times turn into an abyss that takes (or can take) years to crawl out of.

I have a couple of ideas to make these trials a tad bit less daunting and impossible looking to get past.

1.Look as much to the bright side as possible (even if there isn’t one)

Looking into darkness will only bring a sense of calmness once completely enveloped in it. Looking to the bright side will more (more times than not) be harder, as well as take more time but, it will without a shadow of a doubt be far more rewarding.

You will come from this experience with life lessons and strategies for life if you work in this fashion, especially for the struggles you may encounter further down the road of life.

2.Keeping moving forward, never backwards

This step might be a little self explanatory, but even knowing that, I still never utilized this simple fact for years.

In order to walk forward, you must know of a starting line in general to make any progress walking forward, in any sense you must know of the wall behind you to walk away from it.

I know these strategies may not work for everyone but I hope you may all find something useful in this, if I can help even one person then this will all have been worth it.