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But how could I ever do that when I myself am the abuser here?
Because you have value and are worth the change.

The challenge for any human is to come face to face with with our inadequacies and recognize steps to move towards that goal.

Yes, I realize you don't know me from Adam, but I hold you have value and by seeing you willing to acknowledge current limits, that they don't align with what you see as your values means you are ready to take steps to change.
 
I would recommend the book Loving What Is by Byron Katie. She has developed a method called The Work in which four questions changes how you perceive problems. It's not the problem that causes our suffering; it's our thinking about the problem.
I appreciate the suggestion, but I'd rather not raise any false hopes and will say it upfront that books never helped me (and yes, I have readymade excuses for any possible piece of advice). I'm far too emotionally repressed, far too reliant on my hyperactive conscious mind to do the mental legwork they want me to do, and I invariably get angry at myself for doing everything the book says and then still not feeling that relief, epiphany or improvement that the text suggests would come easily, as though there is something obvious right in front of my eyes, perhaps something that I even know of and acknowledge consciously but can't process emotionally, that keeps eluding me no matter how hard I try. To make it worse, if I manage to understand something about myself as a result, it will give me a dopamine fix by itself that will make me feel just okay enough to make me forget all about my problems for a few weeks, preventing me from taking any steps to change... because I know that the moment I start working on myself, it will make me feel miserable, when I'm feeling okay right now; it's the best it ever was in my life, it will probably not get any better for a while and I don't want to lose this little bit of respite for an extremely hypothetical chance of it finally becoming good for real that would require me to go through hell in its pursuit, not to mention the crushing knowledge that everything I've ever tried so far failed and only taught me how suppress my negative emotions even more tightly, allowing for my inevitable meltdowns to be scarcer and less severe, and fooling people into believing I'm becoming a well-adjusted adult. By the time the high wears off, I'll be once again too miserable to lift a finger for myself, leaving me with no choice but to find another way to get some of that dopamine I crave so much. Rinse and repeat. People who know me well eventually learn the cycle and give up on me, and I can't say I blame them.
 
Does anybody know how to practice forgiveness and self-acceptance when you're objectively a disgusting and horrible person? I keep whining about how horrible my life is, for no reason other than to garner sympathy from others for a quick dopamine fix (in fact, I'm doing it to you right now), then proceed to not lift a single finger to improve myself because it's too unconvenient and uncomfortable. I know myself well enough to know that even if I forgave myself, it wouldn't cause me to change my ways. I never did when others forgave me. I've squandered every single bit of goodwill I have ever received in my entire life, to the point where most of my friends have stopped offering me any emotional support because it makes them feel like I'm just outsourcing my emotional wellbeing to them (which is, ironically, the exact same thing my mother has been doing to me my entire life), and the most patient and helpful therapist who I've ever had the fortune to visit for three entire years flat-out refused to keep taking my money because she didn't want to keep watching me refuse any help and drive myself further into misery. I've been literally abusing myself emotionally and physically my entire life to the point of depriving myself of adequate sleep for almost two years now, how could I ever forgive myself for that? How could I ever accept being the kind of person who makes not only herself but everyone else around her miserable on purpose? If it were anyone else treating me this way, people would be well justified to say I'm in a toxic relationship and I need to escape from my abuser. But how could I ever do that when I myself am the abuser here?

I appreciate the suggestion, but I'd rather not raise any false hopes and will say it upfront that books never helped me (and yes, I have readymade excuses for any possible piece of advice). I'm far too emotionally repressed, far too reliant on my hyperactive conscious mind to do the mental legwork they want me to do, and I invariably get angry at myself for doing everything the book says and then still not feeling that relief, epiphany or improvement that the text suggests would come easily, as though there is something obvious right in front of my eyes, perhaps something that I even know of and acknowledge consciously but can't process emotionally, that keeps eluding me no matter how hard I try. To make it worse, if I manage to understand something about myself as a result, it will give me a dopamine fix by itself that will make me feel just okay enough to make me forget all about my problems for a few weeks, preventing me from taking any steps to change... because I know that the moment I start working on myself, it will make me feel miserable, when I'm feeling okay right now; it's the best it ever was in my life, it will probably not get any better for a while and I don't want to lose this little bit of respite for an extremely hypothetical chance of it finally becoming good for real that would require me to go through hell in its pursuit, not to mention the crushing knowledge that everything I've ever tried so far failed and only taught me how suppress my negative emotions even more tightly, allowing for my inevitable meltdowns to be scarcer and less severe, and fooling people into believing I'm becoming a well-adjusted adult. By the time the high wears off, I'll be once again too miserable to lift a finger for myself, leaving me with no choice but to find another way to get some of that dopamine I crave so much. Rinse and repeat. People who know me well eventually learn the cycle and give up on me, and I can't say I blame them.
First ***HUGS***

Second, I did this shit to myself for decades. I understand. I had to get to the point where I would try anything. It's not something you can force.

Third, I love you and believe in you.
 
Another really big week. Lots of major developments coming, and then a trip to Cuba to celebrate my 40th birthday. Anxiety is high and I find myself obsessing about unrelated, big jobs that, yeah, eventually have to be dealt with but aren't emergencies or urgent at all and can wait. But I keep going back to thinking about them and catastrophizing.
 
I talked to my caseworker again, and since I hadn't heard from the people that were supposed to help me find a job, he said he'd get ahold of them and try get things moving. Apparently it worked because I heard from one of their people and we'll have our first meeting on Friday. I'm really hoping they can actually help, because doing this on my own is definitely not working for me. I'm hoping he's gonna do more than just throw a list of jobs at me and tell me to apply for one, since that's basically what I've been doing on my own and it hasn't worked for me yet.
 
I'm currently parked at Kroger parking lot. I had a bad panic attack while driving. Not sure what to do

What I do:

The 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 see/touch/hear/smell/good thing countdown to ground a bit then box breathing for at least 4 minutes. That usually would bring me somewhat under control. Might have to repeat a couple times.
 
Does anybody know how to practice forgiveness and self-acceptance when you're objectively a disgusting and horrible person? I keep whining about how horrible my life is, for no reason other than to garner sympathy from others for a quick dopamine fix (in fact, I'm doing it to you right now), then proceed to not lift a single finger to improve myself because it's too unconvenient and uncomfortable. I know myself well enough to know that even if I forgave myself, it wouldn't cause me to change my ways. I never did when others forgave me. I've squandered every single bit of goodwill I have ever received in my entire life, to the point where most of my friends have stopped offering me any emotional support because it makes them feel like I'm just outsourcing my emotional wellbeing to them (which is, ironically, the exact same thing my mother has been doing to me my entire life), and the most patient and helpful therapist who I've ever had the fortune to visit for three entire years flat-out refused to keep taking my money because she didn't want to keep watching me refuse any help and drive myself further into misery. I've been literally abusing myself emotionally and physically my entire life to the point of depriving myself of adequate sleep for almost two years now, how could I ever forgive myself for that? How could I ever accept being the kind of person who makes not only herself but everyone else around her miserable on purpose? If it were anyone else treating me this way, people would be well justified to say I'm in a toxic relationship and I need to escape from my abuser. But how could I ever do that when I myself am the abuser here?

I'm so sorry to hear what you're going through. The first bit of advice I can offer is not to be so hard on yourself. If you say you're lamenting over things in your life, at least you have self-awareness. You're making a conscious effort at self-regulation too.

I've always been an advocate for mindfulness and meditation, and the practice has helped me achieve among other things, a certain level of inner peace or inner strength (or as others may call it, fortitude or resilience).

Does this mean I'm perfect and unflappable all the time? Of course not! I'm only human, and so are you and rest of the people going through the same predicament.

If you could download some apps like Calm or Headspace, there are several meditation tracks on forgiveness, non-judgment, equanimity, compassion, etc. Some may think of mindfulness as an esoteric practice, but it can be as simple as being aware of your thoughts and emotions without judging them.
 
I had my first meeting with the guy that's going to be helping me with my job search, and it went well, but I was a little disappointed that he wouldn't really even consider an animal related job and went right to going back to retail, specifically a book store, or a library. It's just that no retail had been my absolute #1 rule while I was looking on my own.
 
I'm sorry but not surprised to hear this, @JD . The problem is that job search advisors tend to "advise" people towards what is likely to be available (ie retail) and away from jobs that are not (ie working with animals). People's aspirations are considered irrelevant because they are not "realistic". Unfortunately this attitude carries over into situations where the "available" (or, at least, more common) jobs aren't suitable for people because of disability or other factors. This is the point at which you find out just how little training and experience most job search helpers have, and how much they are working to a tick list.
You might find that you have to keep repeating just why retail is not suitable for you (and book shops and libraries are not different from other forms of retail - they are still working with the public) and to continue to look for jobs with animals on the side (so to speak).

I wish you luck in your job hunt.
 
I had my first meeting with the guy that's going to be helping me with my job search, and it went well, but I was a little disappointed that he wouldn't really even consider an animal related job and went right to going back to retail, specifically a book store, or a library. It's just that no retail had been my absolute #1 rule while I was looking on my own.
Is a library an option?

That's not as people heavy as retail.
 
Very first world problems here.

Arrived in Cuba yesterday for my 40th birthday. The resort is terrible. Apparently the double whammy of Trump revoking Obama's removal of the embargo (surprised Biden hasn't revoked Trumps revokation) and Covid 19 really fucked the tourism area over and this fancy new resort built in 2018 is falling apart. All the YouTube reviews made the place look so nice and it's a mess. Had to change rooms to get one with a working toilet andess mold in the shower. I have unexplained rashes on my wrist and feet from something here.

Keep comparing the place to the Mexican resort I was at in October for about the same money and how much better it was.

Anyway, like I said, first world whining.

Still really messed up my mood for the visit.

One thing I will give them, the bartenders have no idea what they are doing - no fancy cocktails like in Mexico - but holy shit they do not water down the booze.
 
Is a library an option?

That's not as people heavy as retail.

Here in Ontario at least the libraries are fantastic places to work. Great pay and awesome support for mental and physical needs. And the patrons are not in the same mindset as retail work. My ex, who was severely physically disabled, and had several mental health issues, worked part time at them and it was a great job for her.

Honestly, I've considered part time work with them myself but don't want to deal with people asking about my ex.
 
Is a library an option?

That's not as people heavy as retail.
I have thought about it, but the only openings that have come up for the local libraries are working on their computer system and you need an IT degree or experience, and I have less experience with that than with animals.
 
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