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written by: pinkypooxx
posted: 26.03.2008
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I lay awake at night thinking. Not of anything in particular, just generally thinking about life. Contemplating about the past and believing it could’ve been better. You never know what will happen in the next moment of your life. Maybe a door will close. Maybe one will open but it never changes the past. Those experiences never fade and as hard as you try and forget, the pain doesn’t go away. The slightest word triggers the largest emotions. The tides change. A stronger current, and you convince yourself you just might be free. Nothing is certain. The innocence is lost but no one notices, or even seems to care. The incontrollable laughter of a 5 year old. Surely that’s precious, and yet it’s shunned.

Those innocent beings, living in fear of death jus seconds away, they somehow get by. Those irrelevant comments about the superficial things are worthless. Wasted time in your life you’ll never get back. And then you realise. What’s the point? What’s the point in going on when your so irrelevant to the world. Your purpose is non existent. And with that, you wish you were too. Fake a smile for everyone and they don’t bother. If they knew what was really going on, what was going on in your mind, it wouldn’t make a difference. They wouldn’t be able to understand, because having a nightmare isn’t the same as being told about one. A different person to everyone else, but when you’re alone there’s no point faking. Moving on is almost impossible. You wish it was silent, but not even the loudest rock music will be able to make it quiet. Ice cold showers wake you up, and for that moment make you feel alive again. You don’t realise the damage you’re doing to yourself, and if others knew, the damage caused to them too. White light shines in a corner, and for a moment it takes the pain away. If only it was that simple. Living on the ifs and only’s in life would be perfectly impossible, but you try anyway.

And then you realise, there is no turning point from here. You passed it when you were caught up in your own selfish needs, and now this will be the consequence. Exhausted from the inner-battle you’re fighting, you believe there is no point. Slowly you crash into you’re worst fears. Fears you never realised you had up until now. The pain stabs into your heart. A knot forms in your throat, travelling towards your stomach. You’re sure nobody is hurting as much as you are. But ironically, you wish somebody was, so they could understand what was going through your mind. Help. You know you need that help you keep on refusing and yet you convince yourself it won’t be worthwhile. Feeling raw becomes the norm, except when you are reminded as to why you’re behaving in such ways in the first place. And then, the same pain returns.

my sister is anorexic and it hurts so much knowing what she is doing to herself. To all those ed sufferers pleas ejust think twice because it snot just you who you are hurting, its everybody you know and love the most who gets hurt also xx


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written by: chalkeybaby
posted: 26.03.2008
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that was well pretty amazing, your a really good writer..are  you ok? - i have an eating disorder,and its one thing to feel like you are about to let yourself slip into it and another to have completely fallen for its trap.maybe this is where your sister is?but i hope not- i still hope she is in reach.

i dont no why we dont get better hun, i know everything you said there was SO true..about taking a shower and feeling alive,small things and the big things that you arent capable of feeling anymore.

but i dont KNOW why when i have all the facts all the imformation all the hands reaching out why i dont take them. and that hurts,too know that i make a choice everytime a choice not to change, but i promise you it doesnt come down to what i truely want, cause id change this in a heart beat but it boils down to i think fear. and that fear grows and grows the longer this lasts. I NEVER in a million years imagined having an eating disorder,and i always said i would NEVER make myself sick. but now i do.

so in some smal way i think you start to give up inside. and it becomes a plateau of nothingness, a void- and u manage and deal with it cause you can't imagine another way of surviveing of copeing and feeling safe and secure.

and you forget every part of who you were before.and its like you have an echo of yourself left. i wait and wait for some momentous moment to hit me and wake me up and i thiink that will be my amazing story of "how i recoverd" but its hasnt come yet and i think i knw now.. it wont happen that way..i will have to make changes and open eyes.

i feel tremendous guilt for almost not doing nething to counteract this and i feel a coward for not fighting bk, but differant stages in my "Recovery" mean i feel differant ways.

i wish i had the answers i wish i had the power and the strength,i wish i wasnt as weak as i feel now. but somehow i got into this hole but i promise you me nor your sister would have taken this path if we'd known where it would lead.

ive had my best friend call me selfish today- and she was right,- i have been, and you are right with things you say there. you start to imagine nobody could be going thru what you are cause they dont understand.

but i can now see how much it must hurt to see someone you love actually hurt themselves.

that brings tears to my eyes.make sure she knows how much you care and that you love her,and that your there. cause truely thats all you can do..be by her side..i hope shes getting help to find her heart and soul again.no of you deserves this. xxxxx 


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written by: pinkypooxx
posted: 28.03.2008
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i'm really sorry, it's such a horrible illness. we used to be really close but now it feels like she's not even ther anymore except she still says the sweet things like always. Its dificult to explain but its like her eyes are glazed over with nothingness. It's as iff she doesnt feel pain anymore n shes just putting on an act. I'm terrified she's never going to get better... i hate all the drama that comes along with it.

When i was little i alwyas used to copy her because i admired her so much and a couple of yeras ago when her e.d. became more apparent i also went through an eating disorder phase for a some months but seeing her so ill made me realise that i had to stop and be strong for her. Sometimes I just think maybe if I resorted back to that she would realise and do the same for me but i'd be strong enough to recover.

I miss her so much. Do you find it's mroe a superficial illness? or controle? because at the time mine was more superficial but looking back on it now i can see how it could easily have been to control certain areas going on in my life that were just geting out of hand abit xx


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written by: dance4life
posted: 15.04.2008
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You've managed to describe something i could never find the words to say, but still you are right, they cannot live the nightmare, only imagine it. For once the reality is as bad as it seems. Thank you for expressing what i cannot, as long as she has me, those tears and words will be stifled.


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written by: chalkeybaby
posted: 16.04.2008
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hey i hope you get this as i havent responded back asap really have i.

i would say it might begin as a superficial illness for some people, but it depends what your circumstances are and how you feel about yourself and your life. it get very easily tip the scale in to a full blwn area of control where you forget what hurt back then and start by feeling on top of the world and only ending up carrying it on your shoulders.excludeing yourself from what you may have already felt excluded from.

Truth is i am and i feel every description you use (your an incredible writer) and those eyes, the ones that look just past you and those ears that listen but dont really hear you - and that smile and lifts you but doesnt light you up are all a side affect of the ed.

BUT i want u to know she is still in there- i promise you - youcan loose people that easily. when it becomes an "eating disorder" biologically it doesnt become as simple anymore. and she has to face her fears when she is ready to accept what scared her into this

does she speak to a theapist-after i long time i have found one i can trust and he makes me belive for that  1 hour of that one week that anything is possible-that i am alive and that in those 60minutes foof doesnt even exist.. so im fighting for him, but mainly for me

and its SOSOSOSOSOSO hard and nothing has changed yet except slowly my will power.

and you need to no these people exist the ones who know how to help and how to show her the way .

but she has to take those steps alone. all u can try and do is show her thatt life is worth taking those steps for,

cause hunni when its been so long we forget

im here if you want to talk emma xxxxxx


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