我回到了母亲的家里。我在情绪上排出,孤独,一直在哭泣。我正毫不思火找到了生活的理由。在奇观的病房,我们强烈地讨论了我的焦虑和抑郁症触发。我的治疗师声称,我兴起了孩子,欲望,深深的渴望源于我脆弱的内部孩子。我渴望拥有孩子的主要原因是保护他们,拯救他们并给他们我从未拥有的爱情和关怀。无法实现这种冲动的感觉是我的主要抑郁症的主要触发器。我在悲伤我的无孩子,我无法治愈自己,成为“正常”,成为一个充满爱心和关怀的“家庭人”。我知道这没有意义,听起来是空的,但我一直在悲伤我的“损失”,伤口永远不会愈合。我得到的旧年纪越大,渴望越痛苦。 I’m scared of living, scared of the passage of time. I’m fading and my memories are fading. The distance between myself and my “good old days” and positive memories are increasing with every year that goes by. The more time passes, the more self-hate, regrets and anger I feel. I’ve been “dead” for a really long time, and no medication, no treatment is working. I tried ACT, CBT and DBT, but none of them is working.