The War
Idk what this post will turn out to be. Short, long. Emotional, unemotional. Idk what this is… I just know I need to express it.
There’s such a deep, intense spiritual battle inside me. Between the best that God has for me, and the nothingness I choose for myself. I’m definitely under major demonic attack.
I feel nothing. I feel everything. I shove down emotions and forget things on purpose. It helps me survive. I turn off my emotions at will, to survive.
I’m so isolated. I barely hang out with anyone. I barely leave the house to do much beyond work, errands, and occasionally eating out.
I feel like a beaten dog, and I don’t want to fight anymore. Working to get healthier seems an impossible task. Doing anything, even getting off the bed, is hard and overwhelming. I can barely even bring myself to shower. I have so few real friends, and I never see them. My phone is full of phone numbers of people who… idk. Maybe they care. Maybe they just put up with me.
I’m ashamed of my stomach. I’m gaining fat because I eat to cope. I’m disgusted with my body.
I’ve been dealing with one crisis, one emotionally soul-destroying issue, after another, and it’s knocked me to my knees, on the floor sobbing. While I outwardly pretend I’m ok. I don’t know how to get off the floor again… A mountain is on my back pressing me down.
I feel like a failure and a burden. I eat garbage, I eat a TON because of my ED, I feel like I’m wasting money by coping in the best way I know how (eating). I feel awful because I’m so irritable with my mom because I simply can’t cope with life right now. I feel scared because food is money, and money keeps us alive, and I’m being SO DANG GREEDY! I’m eating all the food, reaching for comfort, and I’m such a pig.
I know God’s taking care of us, but I’m so worried about money (and my ED!) that I’m tempted to eat less, or not eat at all.
I feel like I’ve been backed into a corner.
My thoughts torture me all day. Not even just worry. Just repetitive thoughts and my mental radio that refuses to turn off (and some of the songs give me anxiety) and my stream of just inane chattering thoughts that play over each other that WONT SHUT UP. It’s enough to make someone scream inside. I’ve compared my thoughts to flapping bats’ wings before. My brain feels like a dark cave full of scary sounds and confusion and darkness and fear, and creeping things that you fear, but you can’t see.
Am I crazy? Am I just sleep deprived?
Does ANY of this go away??? Ever????
Who am I, without my mental illness?
Will anyone ever see me, look deep into my eyes, and see my pain? And ask me how I’m REALLY doing?
Because I’m d*ing inside. And no one sees.
I’m safe, by the way. I’m just… in crisis mode while not being in crisis. Idk how to explain it. Idk how to cope.
And yet, I still do. I still will.
I bend but don’t break. And it’s God who’s keeping me from breaking.
I just wish I could fix me.
I want to be normal!!!!!!
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@jesusredeemedme2425 I'm so glad you shared how you feel with us Kiara 🤍 I honestly can't imagine how horrible you're feeling, after so much mental exhaustion... I'm so sorry 😔 You're not disgusting to me, and you're not a failure ❤️ you're someone who has made so many people feel seen, heard and loved. And you're hurting a lot rn 🙁 I just want you to know that I see you, I'm here for you and I love you just the way you are 💝 Sending you *Big biggg hugs* ❤️❤️❤️

@jesusredeemedme2425
I do hear you. All of that— the loud thoughts, the ED, the money...its a lot. Its more than a lot. I'd say you're carrying more than mountains...you've got a whole planet on your back. That youre here despite that is a marvel of it's own.
A very, very tiring marvel.
You are not crazy. I know I could say these things a million times, and I will— you're not crazy, you're not a burden, you're not difficult, you're not gross, you're not nothing— and all of that is true, but you might still not believe it. And thats not your fault because its hard to believe these things about ourselves.
But I repeat it nonetheless: you are not crazy. You are under a tremendous amount of stress, and you're reacting. It is very natural and very human of you to be reacting in this way. I'm not calling it healthy or good for you. But it's normal, it's sane, and it is extremely, infuriatingly unfair
If youre irritating, then irritate. If youre burdening, then be a burden. If youre tired, then God, Kiara, be tired. If you need help, and youre offered it, take it. Because being human means relying on others sometimes, and hurting means pushing them away sometimes, and you can always fix the messes you make, as long as you let yourself make them in the first place
And if you needta scream it out, or sit it out, or ignore it entirely, you know where to find me
@jesusredeemedme2425
Hello! I see you are going through a lot and I understand it because im going through a lot as well. You are not alone and you need someone to listen to you
As I m a listener you could always text me okay? Its the least I can offer
Take care, be safe and please dont give up 🫂
We find ourselves in the tribulations of life...you were a born fighter. Stay strong bcoz at the end its not the fall that matters but how many times you got up and stuck it out..
You will taste victory soon..stick it out..Don't give up bcoz that isn't who you are!
Your tougher than this..you know it!!
Take care buddy.
Hey! I think everyone is constantly at war with the devil. I know I am. I have been so confused. I have intrusive thoughts and I feel really guilty about them. I try to tell myself that they don't define who I am but it hard.
I don't know if you know John Mark McMillan? He wrote the song how he loves us. He has an album I really like called Mercury and Lightning. It's a concept album about his doubt and questioning his faith and eventually finding good again. It reminds me of the lyric "I don't want to be unhaunted" basically saying that he doesn't want God to leave him and afraid that the demonic war in his soul would win.
People do care about you! You're really nice and thoughtful! I like talking to you and a lot of people don't have many friends. Neither me or my sister have like any friends. We're both probably neurodivergent. I'm trying to talk to a psychologist soon to get a diagnosis to see if I'm actually autistic or not. I understand the guilt about eating a lot. And my relationship with God is honestly in shambles 😞 I never pray or read the Bible. I feel so guilty that I have these intrusive thoughts and I grew up in toxic environments that told me I needed to pray harder to "fix" my mental health. I feel really ashamed that I'm not happy with what God has planned for me. If I knew you irl I'd totally be there for you! So many people are lonely and I'm sure there's at least some people in your life who think about you or want to be there. Also you're not a pig 😞 Even if you were piggies are so cute 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖 🐖
My weight has fluctuated a lot! I've been extremely underweight to the point of death. I personally don't think chubby people are ugly! Sadly I don't know if this will ever go away for either of us but I'm so happy I'm alive and I'm so happy that you're here too! God loves you, we love you! And it's okay to not be ok! It's okay to talk about it! I hope you feel better! It seems like you've been having a lot of bad days recently 😞 I hope you get better. I hope I do too. You're way stronger than you think ❤️✨🌟✨🌟💖
@jesusredeemedme2425. You have described depression so well. I’m sorry you have a mountain on you right now.
@jesusredeemedme2425
Kiara 😔
I know what you mean when you say, that you push it all down.
So it's easier to cope.
Less overwhelming.
But when everything is so raw and it's all rushing around your head.
It's too much.
It's raw.
It's intense.
You need to ask hard as it is, focus on yourself and small things that get you through your day.
And make you feel more like you.
God is with you.
It doesn't feel like it, but this is when you need to cry out to him more.
It reminds me of the poem footprints , where you see one set of footprints and it's because God at that moment is carrying you.
Sitting with your thoughts makes them feel worse.
They become louder.
More scary, irrational and out of control.
In those moments breathe, come on here.
You are not a bad or unlovable person.
You are kind, creative, intelligent, compassionate, with so much to offer and you have to see what we see 🩷

@jesusredeemedne2425 I agree with all of the above! Cry out to God, wait for Him to answer, even if it takes longer than you want. Be open to recognizing His mercies every day. I have to practice this, too. Love you, sis!
@jesusredeemedme2425
I don't often have the words or know what to say but just want to say you are valued and loved on Cups, I thank you for your support recently despite your own battles, keep fighting 😘😘
@jesusredeemedme2425
You’re not an oddity in how you feel. Most everyone I know is struggling these days, some to such a degree that just continuing to exist is a marvel. I’ve been there myself-those times when you’re glad (or not) that we don’t have a readily accessible off button to press that would make ourselves STOP. But we don’t, and so we keep going. And this is something that maybe you could use? Give yourself some breathing room and grace. Thoughts and emotions can tell us terrible stories but they are not us. They’re stories. Overwhelming and dark often but still stories.
I’m so sorry you are dealing with all of this and feeling so desperate. Since I’m not a therapist or anything close to that, I can’t offer much. (Were you physically in my community here, I could offer: a hug-with permission first; homemade nourishing food; a cuddle with a therapy pet or stuffy; some meditative sessions or qi gong; a walk on the bay.) If any of those sound like a good thing, is there any access to these where you live? And if none of this help or even makes you feel worse, please know that’s not my intent.
I hope you find some peace, relaxation, and a way through.