Emotions you hate.
- Thread starter [Cold-Shoulder]
- Start date
Recommended Videos
The extremely uncomfortable, itchy feeling I get when I'm not really in a bad mood but I know that unless I stop myself from speaking at all I'm going to say something extremely nasty for no particular reason.
Why hate emotions? They put such a nice spice on life. They make it worth living. I suppose the only thing I really hate is the absence of emotion. Everything is just so damn dull without emotional context. Of course the only reason I say this is because I've learned to suppress my emotions a great to deal. It's better than letting anxiety overwhelm you though.
- Apathy
- Helplessness
- Dispair/extreme sadness
- Depression
- Balled up rage, as in anger you just can't let out.
- Lonelyness
Those are pretty much the worst feelings I have to live with every day, usually in different combinations, on rare occasions all at once.
- Helplessness
- Dispair/extreme sadness
- Depression
- Balled up rage, as in anger you just can't let out.
- Lonelyness
Those are pretty much the worst feelings I have to live with every day, usually in different combinations, on rare occasions all at once.
Helpless: it kills me when there's something to be done but I can't help at all.
That's the one I hate most, because I can escape from all the others that I hate (depression, guilt, rage).
Love. The fact that something that can bring a feeling so wonderful, and then a feeling so gut-wrenching, makes me hate this one as well. You know, forget all those, I hate love the most. Why? Because as much of a bipolar ***** as it is, it's necessary for me to truly be happy. Most of my life I'm just coasting along, not really happy or sad, but it's when I have someone to love who loves me that I'm really happy. It's a necessary evil, to me, and that's why I hate it. Can't live with it, can't live without it, and it knows this.
That's the one I hate most, because I can escape from all the others that I hate (depression, guilt, rage).
Love. The fact that something that can bring a feeling so wonderful, and then a feeling so gut-wrenching, makes me hate this one as well. You know, forget all those, I hate love the most. Why? Because as much of a bipolar ***** as it is, it's necessary for me to truly be happy. Most of my life I'm just coasting along, not really happy or sad, but it's when I have someone to love who loves me that I'm really happy. It's a necessary evil, to me, and that's why I hate it. Can't live with it, can't live without it, and it knows this.
