Think it might be part of the illness, or something else idk.
I don’t consider myself living in the past, I look forward to the future and live in the present, but I really really regret my past at times. I blame myself for not being better sooner and things like that, if that makes sense. (although thinking about it now, i’m still not very well)
I also beat myself up a lot over the fact I smoke. I can’t quit no matter how hard I try, and just feel like I fell short to meet the perfect standard. Other days i’m more level headed and can say, okay big deal. A lot of people do. And I haven’ even been smoking that long.
Anyone else beat themselves up for certain things?
I am constantly beating myself up for the demise of my 2nd marriage. My addiction, my borderline, my psychosis, it all imploded and he couldn’t handle it. He took my kids, and i got awarded only supervised visits at first. We lost the house we bought, our cars got repoed, we filed bankruptcy, i got fired. It was terrible. It was 12 years ago now and i am remarried and have a better relationship with my kids, my husband and i have 2 more kids, i stay home and take care of them. Im stable. Im clean. Im much better. But man did i mess up back then.
I beat myself up also over the past. I also beat myself up when I go into the psych ward, I sometimes feel it’s a defect in my character and that I’m weak. I think it stems from the way my mother treated me, “no crying be a man” she was tough.
Things of the past come to me now and than and makes me wonder ifI acted differenrly at certain points in my life, would I get to this point?
I do not beat myself up over the bad habits, since it is hard to get something to cling to in this kind of life
I am noticing too now that I am off my medication that I have OCD. It explains a lot, I tend to obssess over every little detail in things, especially what I consider failures.
I beat myself up over the things I’ve said and did while I was unwell. I know it wasn’t my fault and I wasn’t in my right mind but it brings feelings of shame, hurt, and embarrassment. I try so hard to block it all out everyday. I can’t get over it.
Earlier in my illness, I used to be compelled to dwell on the past a lot.
This has mostly passed, now.
A good part of this involved trying to figure out things relating to other people, whom I lacked information regarding. This was frustrating, but driven by compulsion.
Why didn’t people that I was closer to tell me important things? I will not accept this from people, in the future. I hate withholders. Why bother to engage with them in any substantial way?
I am not big on beating myself up. That isn’t helpful, in any case.
I wish I had been able to realize that other people were unfair to me, and that they acted oddly, at the time, though.
I hate myself for a lot of reasons, but I think that on the whole I’m okay. I sometimes wonder where I would be if I hadn’t joined the army. I got good SAT scores, and I was accepted into the Washington University at St. Louis. but I joined the army instead. I probably could have been a very good lawyer, but sometimes I think about spending 10 -12 hours a day protecting major corporations, and that seems kind of meaningless to me. I saw this quote on the internet that said, “If a man isn’t wearing a Rolex watch by the time he is 50 he is a failure at life.” That sounds vapid to me. My Casio watch does just fine.