smallcleanrat,
We're here. We hear you. Please keep talking with us.
Maybe it would be good to talk about something light and normal for a while, get out of the spirally thoughts-- would would you like to chat about?
We could talk about cats (I've been taking mine into the back yard with harnesses-- an interesting adventure!).
We could talk about science-- I'm in the sciences too, but not in your field I don't think--I'm always interested in hearing the accessible version of other people's research.
We could talk about books, or TV shows, or music.
We could even talk about the weather. I'm happy to whine about how hot and sticky it suddenly is here.
smallcleanrat,
We're here. We hear you. Please keep talking with us.
Agreed! As a community, we have more collective energy than any one person.
We can talk about anything. If nothing on Puget's list is appealing, then we're open to other topics.
Keep reaching out!
Thanks so much, Puget and polly_mer. It's a good idea; and I especially appreciate the words of support. I'll try to think of a few things to post on the Water Cooler and Cat threads. I'm trying to distract from the hurt; it's just not easy.
[Rant Ahead]
Maybe I have a knee-jerk aversion to the expression "don't take it personally," because it's what my parents would constantly say to get me to roll over and accept abusive behavior. "Oh, your mom threw a glass at you and you got nicked by the shards? Well, she didn't actually hit you with it. She was just upset and needed an outlet. Don't take it so personally." "Oh, your mom says having a kid was the worst mistake she ever made and because of you she's miserable and has no future. Well, your mom has some issues, you know that; she says things she doesn't mean. Stop crying! You take everything too personally."
Had an email exchange with the prof. about being cut off during last lecture and subsequent meetings. He says he doesn't remember doing it, it wasn't personal, and remember people are very stressed at moment and I should try to think about what other people are dealing with. It's the response I get from most everybody about everything. 'It's not personal, I just forgot/didn't think of you at all.' The implication seems to be that I am out of line to express hurt or wish for an explanation or ask to be treated with more consideration; don't I know people are dealing with more important things in their lives? I do know; that's why it hurts.
If it were just typical hurt feelings or day-to-day annoyances, those responses are perfectly reasonable. But to know that me being in pain to the point of being suicidal merits no more consideration than if I were irked that someone mispronounced my name...it tells me how little I really matter. Maybe because the pain is primarily mental/emotional, it doesn't seem serious. Get a grip, stop thinking of yourself, and quit taking it personally when people ignore you, or lie to you, or break promises. If you're hurt it's your own damn fault. You don't know what they're going through. Oh, you're upset and sad? So is the rest of the world; you aren't special. Oh, you want to kill yourself? How is that my problem? Go see a therapist.
So on top of feeling invisible and insignificant, I feel guilty and selfish on top of everything else. I honestly loathe myself so much right now, I want to pull out of everything: grad school, treatment, my relationships. I'm just taking up spots other people could make better use of. If I can't stand being around me, why should anyone else?
I can only see going forward if I can find a way to make this inner pain less acute. It's more than melancholy, it's deep, visceral sensations of my existence being wrong, wrong, wrong.
[Rant Over. Thanks for your patience.]
Cheerful, I like the sentiment behind your suggestion (and thanks so much for complimenting my writing!). I looked over the link though, and it says they only accept handwritten letters, no typing. Currently my dominant hand is injured, and my non-dominant handwriting is hardly legible. Also, it's not a pen pal type arrangement; you don't know who is going to get your letter and you never find out. I'd always be wondering if my letter made it and worry about whether the recipient actually got something out of it or if they just found it boring. This is maybe something I can revisit when my hand heals and I'm not so emotionally brittle.
I have been considering volunteering some hours as a writing tutor. Too much going on right no to set that in motion, but it's on my list of potential ways to be useful and less lonely at the same time.
clean, I have shorthand notes but nothing readable to another person. I would have to do some typing and reworking to have answer keys someone else can use. He also asked for step by step solutions for any problems involving calculations. I don't think he will ask Other TA to do anything as "she has a lot going on already." Right now I'm of a mind to go ahead and do it; if only for the distraction from the thoughts of suicide.
Prof's explanation for why many messages go unanswered: he doesn't check his email or phone often ("it's not personal").