mina
Peer Supporter
Hello everyone,
I am a "old" member of this forum as I have already done the Educational Program once. This was over a year ago and, to be honest, I didn't do the last four or five days. Not that I felt cured, I didn't. I felt much better but not painless. Not finishing is one of my issues. In any area, I am good at starting but find it very hard to finish.
I was on sick leave last year from my English teacher's job and still am as the position I expected wasn't given to me. I waited all year long, not knowig if I wanted to continue teaching (I used to teach in a high school and then moved from the Paris region to the east of France where I was sent to a middle school and I hated it. Now I have realised that I won't be teaching high school level any longer, the public system is made in such a way in France that it is impossible, I have lost all my bonus points when I made this decision (3 years ago) and there is no way I can erase what was done) or give it up. Giving up teaching is scary and so is stopping being a civil servant. I am 46 and I honestly can't see what I could be doing. I know I was a good teacher, much appreciated by my students, still I used to beat myself up constantly, thinking I wasn't good enough, believing that pupils criticised me in my back, etc. So I worked an awful lot and started to resent my job more and more, wishing myself sick to escape it.
On top of this, teaching is very stressful and when I heal I don't think I will be wanting to go back. In addition, I have lost the little confidence in myself I used to have.
I feel empty and incapable. I go through very harsh days: some days I am very sad and gloomy as I understand more and more stuff about my life. I have never finished (I guess you will be astounded) writing the list as recommended by Dr Sarno. I have started it and each time I think of going back to it, I don't. Same thing when it comes to choosing a thing in the list and writing an essay about it. I have never done it, for fear (I suppose) of feeling more sad. Indeed looking at this unfinished list of mine makes me cry. Each item is a wound and uncovering new events that were burried is extremely painful. I am under the impression that I will never be able to be at peace with my past and the numerous sad events, adversity that I met.
I have read other books after Dr Sarno's such as The great Pain Deception and the other books by Steven Ozanich plus a book entitled Running on empty about childhood trauma. I haven't finished this one either, I have read 80% of it and cried a lot: I could see myself on every page. I know that part of my problem is forgiving my parents. It has always been the case but now I can put a name on my issue. Understanding all the wrongs they have done me is extremely hard, let alone forgiving them. I have run on hatred most of my life, especially aimed at my father.
Last year I was proud that my first self published novel was selling very well and I even imagined I could manage to live on my writing. Yet, I published my second book in July and it was a flop. This is a deep hurt too. Plus the fact that some readers give me bad reviews, which is really hard to accept. Instead of focusing on the positive : I have sold a lot and I just need to write a third one and then a fourth one to continue, I feel knocked out, I think things like: the third won't sell either so what's the point and noone lives on their writing in this country, forget it. My idea was to find a publisher through self publishing and though three have contacted me, it never ended up with a contract. The story I wrote is satirical, which is not in today's fashion. It is too well written one said... Honestly, this is saddening and it makes me furious to notice how publishing houses behave. They don't have the guts to offer readers an original story. Anyway, my second book is much better, I spent eight months on it and all the people who have read both my books have said it was better, friends, indie writers and readers alike. Seeing it is not working makes me feel like stopping. Actually I have no more ideas whereas I used to have plenty of them. I feel dry and disillusioned.
I am fearful about my future too. I used to be counter dependent and now am faced with an utterly new situation: I depend on my partner and although he isn't the judging type I feel sorry for myself, I judge myself severely.
When I look at my life, I truly feel terrible as I had succeeded in so many areas. It looks as if all I have done for the past years was to destroy the balance I had tried to create in my life. This balance mostly originated from my profession: this was the only area that had a ring of success to it. Today I have no friends except my best friend but I sense she is more distant and I don't blame her, I am not the fun I used to be; we talk on the phone from time to time and that's it for social interaction. I know noone in my new region, I taught here for a year and I met some teachers but nobody I really could relate to.
This is a pattern I know too well: before having full blown TMS, let's say when I could lead a "normal" life, my friendships were superficial and people called me because I am a good listener but they were not eager to share outings. I wasn't fond of parties and though I am social, I hated it when we were many. I always prefered small parties.
Anyway, I am starting the TMS Wiki all over again as this is the only thing that I managed to do almost fully and because I am so so down that I am not able to do the Sarno programme without guidance. Rereading one chapter of his book is too hard, each time I make the decision to do it, I do it for some days then give up.
Peristance is missing in my path. I will just add one thing: I am not able to let go everything. All that's connected to my future professional life has been impossible for me to let go. For me, letting go is like not caring and I DO care about my professional life. So I push myself and force myself to write and then I hate the new story I have come up with. It's a fool's circle: if I don't do anything then I feel guilty and if I do somethig I find it sooo bad.
I can't find anything positive about my life. My sentimental life is not at all fulfilling, my professional life is at a standstill and I am still in a lot of pain. Pulling myself together has never been harder. And one more and last thing: I am bitter. I feel jealous of everyone who succeeds and have a lot of negative thoughts in general. I have always been like this but as years go by it becomes worse and I dislike it. I am not able to be happy for people who make it, I have been so driven in my life and had so many dreams that have never come true that seeing success makes me want to hide in a hole. I am not proud of this, let's be clear. All I am telling you is hard as I have the impression you will wonder what kind of nasty person I am. I should add one thing: I am happy when my best friend or people I really love are happy, when I say I am jealous of some people, I am talking about people whom I know but are not close to me. I feel like I can read in people's intentions and hearts so well and what I am seeing is so ugly that there is no way I could wish them something good. I am mainly thinking about a lot of writers that I "know" who are sooo self-centered and pretend to be nice people but are just being nice till they make it. I hate lies and liars and I am not someone who forgives easily, I don't forgive at all to be honest.
Meditation is very hard too, I used to practise once a day but have stopped. I find it boring and useless. As I said the only thing that proved to be helpful was doing the Wiki program so I will try to stick to it.
Thanks for reading this long post. I hope to be able to keep in touch, not just write about me but participate the way I did last year and try to give insight to other sufferers but from where I am right now, I don't feel entitled to do so. (yes, I am a goodist too and yearning for peer approval ;-))
Mina
I am a "old" member of this forum as I have already done the Educational Program once. This was over a year ago and, to be honest, I didn't do the last four or five days. Not that I felt cured, I didn't. I felt much better but not painless. Not finishing is one of my issues. In any area, I am good at starting but find it very hard to finish.
I was on sick leave last year from my English teacher's job and still am as the position I expected wasn't given to me. I waited all year long, not knowig if I wanted to continue teaching (I used to teach in a high school and then moved from the Paris region to the east of France where I was sent to a middle school and I hated it. Now I have realised that I won't be teaching high school level any longer, the public system is made in such a way in France that it is impossible, I have lost all my bonus points when I made this decision (3 years ago) and there is no way I can erase what was done) or give it up. Giving up teaching is scary and so is stopping being a civil servant. I am 46 and I honestly can't see what I could be doing. I know I was a good teacher, much appreciated by my students, still I used to beat myself up constantly, thinking I wasn't good enough, believing that pupils criticised me in my back, etc. So I worked an awful lot and started to resent my job more and more, wishing myself sick to escape it.
On top of this, teaching is very stressful and when I heal I don't think I will be wanting to go back. In addition, I have lost the little confidence in myself I used to have.
I feel empty and incapable. I go through very harsh days: some days I am very sad and gloomy as I understand more and more stuff about my life. I have never finished (I guess you will be astounded) writing the list as recommended by Dr Sarno. I have started it and each time I think of going back to it, I don't. Same thing when it comes to choosing a thing in the list and writing an essay about it. I have never done it, for fear (I suppose) of feeling more sad. Indeed looking at this unfinished list of mine makes me cry. Each item is a wound and uncovering new events that were burried is extremely painful. I am under the impression that I will never be able to be at peace with my past and the numerous sad events, adversity that I met.
I have read other books after Dr Sarno's such as The great Pain Deception and the other books by Steven Ozanich plus a book entitled Running on empty about childhood trauma. I haven't finished this one either, I have read 80% of it and cried a lot: I could see myself on every page. I know that part of my problem is forgiving my parents. It has always been the case but now I can put a name on my issue. Understanding all the wrongs they have done me is extremely hard, let alone forgiving them. I have run on hatred most of my life, especially aimed at my father.
Last year I was proud that my first self published novel was selling very well and I even imagined I could manage to live on my writing. Yet, I published my second book in July and it was a flop. This is a deep hurt too. Plus the fact that some readers give me bad reviews, which is really hard to accept. Instead of focusing on the positive : I have sold a lot and I just need to write a third one and then a fourth one to continue, I feel knocked out, I think things like: the third won't sell either so what's the point and noone lives on their writing in this country, forget it. My idea was to find a publisher through self publishing and though three have contacted me, it never ended up with a contract. The story I wrote is satirical, which is not in today's fashion. It is too well written one said... Honestly, this is saddening and it makes me furious to notice how publishing houses behave. They don't have the guts to offer readers an original story. Anyway, my second book is much better, I spent eight months on it and all the people who have read both my books have said it was better, friends, indie writers and readers alike. Seeing it is not working makes me feel like stopping. Actually I have no more ideas whereas I used to have plenty of them. I feel dry and disillusioned.
I am fearful about my future too. I used to be counter dependent and now am faced with an utterly new situation: I depend on my partner and although he isn't the judging type I feel sorry for myself, I judge myself severely.
When I look at my life, I truly feel terrible as I had succeeded in so many areas. It looks as if all I have done for the past years was to destroy the balance I had tried to create in my life. This balance mostly originated from my profession: this was the only area that had a ring of success to it. Today I have no friends except my best friend but I sense she is more distant and I don't blame her, I am not the fun I used to be; we talk on the phone from time to time and that's it for social interaction. I know noone in my new region, I taught here for a year and I met some teachers but nobody I really could relate to.
This is a pattern I know too well: before having full blown TMS, let's say when I could lead a "normal" life, my friendships were superficial and people called me because I am a good listener but they were not eager to share outings. I wasn't fond of parties and though I am social, I hated it when we were many. I always prefered small parties.
Anyway, I am starting the TMS Wiki all over again as this is the only thing that I managed to do almost fully and because I am so so down that I am not able to do the Sarno programme without guidance. Rereading one chapter of his book is too hard, each time I make the decision to do it, I do it for some days then give up.
Peristance is missing in my path. I will just add one thing: I am not able to let go everything. All that's connected to my future professional life has been impossible for me to let go. For me, letting go is like not caring and I DO care about my professional life. So I push myself and force myself to write and then I hate the new story I have come up with. It's a fool's circle: if I don't do anything then I feel guilty and if I do somethig I find it sooo bad.
I can't find anything positive about my life. My sentimental life is not at all fulfilling, my professional life is at a standstill and I am still in a lot of pain. Pulling myself together has never been harder. And one more and last thing: I am bitter. I feel jealous of everyone who succeeds and have a lot of negative thoughts in general. I have always been like this but as years go by it becomes worse and I dislike it. I am not able to be happy for people who make it, I have been so driven in my life and had so many dreams that have never come true that seeing success makes me want to hide in a hole. I am not proud of this, let's be clear. All I am telling you is hard as I have the impression you will wonder what kind of nasty person I am. I should add one thing: I am happy when my best friend or people I really love are happy, when I say I am jealous of some people, I am talking about people whom I know but are not close to me. I feel like I can read in people's intentions and hearts so well and what I am seeing is so ugly that there is no way I could wish them something good. I am mainly thinking about a lot of writers that I "know" who are sooo self-centered and pretend to be nice people but are just being nice till they make it. I hate lies and liars and I am not someone who forgives easily, I don't forgive at all to be honest.
Meditation is very hard too, I used to practise once a day but have stopped. I find it boring and useless. As I said the only thing that proved to be helpful was doing the Wiki program so I will try to stick to it.
Thanks for reading this long post. I hope to be able to keep in touch, not just write about me but participate the way I did last year and try to give insight to other sufferers but from where I am right now, I don't feel entitled to do so. (yes, I am a goodist too and yearning for peer approval ;-))
Mina