I just wanted to say that I feel better than I did the last time I wrote. I guess I was just very down on myself, as usual. It's not that I really expect myself to be perfect all the time, and never make mistakes. But I guess I just hold myself up to standards that aren't reasonable sometimes.
I do make huge errors in judgment though. And I think I deserve the anger I have against myself sometimes. It's one thing to say, "nobodies perfect," and I shouldn't expect to be either. But sometimes there are real fuck ups that warrant the way I feel. And I just feel like such a weak person and like I'm totally incapable of ever taking care of someone else, when I can't even take care of myself.
It's frustrating to me to feel like I'm so messed up sometimes that people have to watch after me. I want to be the one watching after them. But whenever I get the opportunity to do that, it feels like I fail at the task. I've been told several times, by several different people, that this isn't true. And I don't fail to be there when someone needs me. And that often times, just the act of me wanting to help is enough, even if I can't actually make anything better.
I've known this to be true for me. Sometimes I just need to know someone is there listening to me, even if they have nothing useful to offer me in terms of advice. It just feels good to be loved and cared about. So why can't I see that other people get the same comfort from me? It doesn't make a lot of sense. But I guess somewhere inside me, I don't feel like little old me can possibly have that power. But I think I might be wrong. Which is typical. Because I'm usually wrong about everything when it comes to me.
Some days, I feel good about myself and I know that I'm a good friend and a good husband. But the instant I do something wrong (big or small) I worry extensively that I've somehow ruined my credibility as a good person. I know it's not rational to think that, but I do. I often imagine people hearing about things I've done and they're just shocked at me. And I visualize them thinking to themselves, "maybe I was wrong about this guy all along?"
I don't know if that's ever really happened, but in my head it's happened a million times. And my usual reaction is to just withdraw from people I care about, so they don't have a chance to tell me to go away first. I'd much rather be the one leaving, than to be told to leave. But I'm trying really hard not to keep doing things like that. Because that actually ends up making people mad at me, when before they weren't mad. So in essence, I bring on every problem I have myself.
And you'd think that in knowing that, I'd just be able to stop doing it. But I think that's where I struggle so much with everything. I say I want answers to life's challenges, but the truth is, I have a lot of answers. And I just don't use them. Which of course, further makes me hate myself at times.
I don't need to be told that I overanalyze too much and I should stop doing it, either. Because that's one of the answers I already know, yet I can't stop doing it. Maybe it's boring to read about all this, and I understand that. But for me, it somehow helps. Even if I get nowhere, just writing it all out gives me something. What, I'm not sure. But I do know I need to do it. It's like breathing for me. Even if I didn't ramble on forever about the pointlessness of my thoughts, they'd still be there. So why not let them escape?
Of course, I do worry that this makes me a tiresome, boring person. I want to be able to share happy, funny things, instead of introspective depressing garbage. But I guess in the end, I have to just write what I'm thinking about, otherwise I'm trying too hard to be something I'm not.
So I guess right now, I'm just a confused soul who needs to ramble on pointlessly. But maybe later I'll be something else. I'm not sad or depressed right now though. I actually feel pretty good. I'm optimistic about certain things that I wasn't optimistic about before. So that's progress.
But I just want to thank all my friends who still read this junk and offer their support. I appreciate it. I know maybe I'm all over the place sometimes, but so far, people are still standing with me. And it means a lot to me. So thank you to everyone for putting up with my rambles.



