vocis noctis
February 12th, 2002, 07:11 PM
Some of you may still know me from a long time back, others may have forgotten me, some have undoubtedly left this community and others have joined. About 6 months ago I left this board in quietness because of a big manic depression which resulted in some medication and lack of self-respect. I have lost faith in a lot of issues, especially on the spiritual course. Mostly because I have got a problem. And I'm coming here to discuss it. It's the first time I'm coming out, I haven't read a single post before writing this but this typed for 2 things: to get it out of my head for a bit and to see if it's a known problem. Here goes, I'm going to do my best to describe it as accurate as possible. I know you people can handle this sort of material. I've never forgotten you.
My name is Mark. I'm a Dutch male aged 17 years old. I am afraid for my life and for myself. I am afraid that some part of who I am is threatening me because I don't know how to use it. The ability to understand and feel those who are close to me. The ability to feel pain and negative feelings others hold so tight for themselves. Sometimes I feel like a missionaire, someone who has been put on this world to help others with their emotional pain and problems. It doesn't matter if it concerns parents, husbands or wives, girl or boyfriends or depression towards themselves; everything that has to do with an emotional course is like I know exactly how to handle it. It feels like a sixth sence. I'm having a good life. I grew up with good friends, a very good mother who I love o so dear and I've been seeing someone for 2 months on valentine's day who means the world to me. But the ability to look one in the eyes and know the emotion is tearing me apart bit by bit. At first I thought I could handle it: "Their problems are theirs, as long as I don't take them with me in my sleep I'll do fine!". Now I'm wondering what I actually bring with me when I sleep. Meditation doesn't work for me, I've tried that. I've tried relaxing but my mind never comes to a stop. I always keep on thinking. I'm totally not an imaginary thinker like most other people, I cannot imagine things. I hear things, just words in my mind, when I think or daydream they are just words, not images or like a 'movie' playing inside your head. It's a feeling that's been emphasised with words, or vice versa.
I've always been head of the class, without learning I score sevens, eights and nines at school (In Holland we work with a scaling system from 1 to 10 - 10 being the best score) - you'll notice there are little grammar-errors in this text (if there is one anyway), just because I'm used to thinking in stead of dreaming. I'm not a high-educated person but I think my mind works completely different from most people. Why? Because I've spoken with people and I've asked them if their mind works the same. Reactions differ from me but are the quite the same amongst them. Like for example the imaginative thinking process I know everyone knows except from me. I like to think how it would be to fantasize and drift away. But I can't. I've forgotten who I am. I don't know who I am because of all the lies I'm telling to myself so I won't be different from the people I know, yet I know, I am.
The reason for fearing for my own life is because I don't know if there are things I need to learn on a big scale. I've got this perception about the future everyone has a bit: to grow up happy with a good job and a sweet wife someday. But for some reason I have a strange feeling I'll die soon (soon being 15 years or less), because I fear my thinking process will take me to a part where I just want to end it all. I feel special and I don't want to feel special. I want to be one of the rest.
I don't expect any of you to believe me, but what I do hope is you will believe I believe this. It's the only thing I've got next to loosing myself in a black hole I won't be able to get out from. After reading this text it looks like something that isn't a big deal but it is, because I fear for what will happen. I've tried to get the best out of it but I can't.
Yours forever,
Mark.
P.S. is Rantnraven still around? He always knows how to make me feel..warm inside..
My name is Mark. I'm a Dutch male aged 17 years old. I am afraid for my life and for myself. I am afraid that some part of who I am is threatening me because I don't know how to use it. The ability to understand and feel those who are close to me. The ability to feel pain and negative feelings others hold so tight for themselves. Sometimes I feel like a missionaire, someone who has been put on this world to help others with their emotional pain and problems. It doesn't matter if it concerns parents, husbands or wives, girl or boyfriends or depression towards themselves; everything that has to do with an emotional course is like I know exactly how to handle it. It feels like a sixth sence. I'm having a good life. I grew up with good friends, a very good mother who I love o so dear and I've been seeing someone for 2 months on valentine's day who means the world to me. But the ability to look one in the eyes and know the emotion is tearing me apart bit by bit. At first I thought I could handle it: "Their problems are theirs, as long as I don't take them with me in my sleep I'll do fine!". Now I'm wondering what I actually bring with me when I sleep. Meditation doesn't work for me, I've tried that. I've tried relaxing but my mind never comes to a stop. I always keep on thinking. I'm totally not an imaginary thinker like most other people, I cannot imagine things. I hear things, just words in my mind, when I think or daydream they are just words, not images or like a 'movie' playing inside your head. It's a feeling that's been emphasised with words, or vice versa.
I've always been head of the class, without learning I score sevens, eights and nines at school (In Holland we work with a scaling system from 1 to 10 - 10 being the best score) - you'll notice there are little grammar-errors in this text (if there is one anyway), just because I'm used to thinking in stead of dreaming. I'm not a high-educated person but I think my mind works completely different from most people. Why? Because I've spoken with people and I've asked them if their mind works the same. Reactions differ from me but are the quite the same amongst them. Like for example the imaginative thinking process I know everyone knows except from me. I like to think how it would be to fantasize and drift away. But I can't. I've forgotten who I am. I don't know who I am because of all the lies I'm telling to myself so I won't be different from the people I know, yet I know, I am.
The reason for fearing for my own life is because I don't know if there are things I need to learn on a big scale. I've got this perception about the future everyone has a bit: to grow up happy with a good job and a sweet wife someday. But for some reason I have a strange feeling I'll die soon (soon being 15 years or less), because I fear my thinking process will take me to a part where I just want to end it all. I feel special and I don't want to feel special. I want to be one of the rest.
I don't expect any of you to believe me, but what I do hope is you will believe I believe this. It's the only thing I've got next to loosing myself in a black hole I won't be able to get out from. After reading this text it looks like something that isn't a big deal but it is, because I fear for what will happen. I've tried to get the best out of it but I can't.
Yours forever,
Mark.
P.S. is Rantnraven still around? He always knows how to make me feel..warm inside..