What Happens When You Hate Yourself

quote that reads "I forget how to love myself most days. but i keep trying. & that alone is a victory. "
Photo my Alison Malee

Today I am not a fan of myself, dare I say, I hate myself. Self-loathing is quite an awful thing to have because you are around yourself all the time. When you don’t like other people, you can at least escape. You can choose to not be around them, but when it’s yourself that you don’t like it makes it difficult. I try to love myself on most days, but I’m not always successful, but I do try. There’s a quote by Alison Malee which explains it pretty well, “I forget to love myself most days. But I keep trying. I keep trying. And that alone is a victory.” If you never struggled with the art of loving yourself, you may not get it, but for others, it’s a real struggle.

So many mental health disorders can tell you how unworthy you are. They say to you that you are always less than. That people will always leave. That you are not worthy of love and belonging. Your mind tells you that you are alone. That people want to leave you behind. That no one really cares. Those voices can be a constant. It can be in everything you do. Even the most menial tasks. I can just walk into a room with others in it and think to myself “God Sylvia, why did you walk into the room like that? You better apologize. No one really wants you here.” Even with the most trivial of things, you can find how easy it is to criticise yourself.

Sometimes I can quiet these voices or at least ignore them. Sometimes it’s by logic. I rationalize my way out of them to prove they are lying. Other times, I’m doing something that has me concentrate on the moment, so they are not present for a little bit. But I don’t always get a break from them. So I learn to live with them. I roll my eyes and try to continue on in my life and not “act out.” But if I’m tired or stressed about other happenings in my life, I tend to fold myself into those thoughts more.

When I become immersed in those thoughts for lack of protection, I become drowned by them. It’s like all I can breathe are those thoughts. The negative. People around me can be telling me otherwise, but most times it doesn’t really work. So either I apologize profusely and make myself smaller, or I lash out. Both of these actions are a form of protection. Neither of them works. They are never fair for me or the other person involved. I often become more hurt because of it. But sometimes that’s all my mind really allows me to do. It allows me to be consumed and practice fight or flight. It brings me back to my survival instinct when I don’t need it.

It’s completely frustrating. I lash out, or I make myself small, and I hate myself for it. So not only do I deal with the self-loathing coming from my anxiety and depression, but then the hatred of myself from my actions when I try to protect myself. I constantly wish I wasn’t like this. I can have terrific weeks or even months when that wish is true. And then I relapse, and I hurt people I care about the most.

Those awful moments are when I wish I could collapse into a million tiny pieces and finally put myself back together the right way. I would be broken, but I would finally be whole and be me. I would be normal. I wouldn’t have irrational anxieties. I would love myself. I would believe in myself and others. That if I could just put myself back together the right way then I could fix myself and be happy for the most part. I could live a normal life. I could have normal relationships. I could do normal things. Every time I think of how this anxiety and depression could be a lifelong thing, I want to curl up into a ball. Because how could I do it? How can I live with those negative thoughts and feelings all the time?

I still don’t have the answer to that. I wish I did. I wish I knew the cure. I guess all I’m doing currently, is trying to put my pieces back together when I can. Morphing them so I can feel a little more whole and a little more together. Sometimes the pieces fall out, and I have to start over, but I always start over. There are days when I don’t want to, but I still do. Days when I wish I could give up, but I can’t. Days when I wish I could give anything, to be okay again. Days when I wish I would stop disappointing people around me. But those days are becoming less and less. Slowly the pieces of myself will come together, but it just won’t be today.

2 thoughts on “What Happens When You Hate Yourself”

  1. I can understand exactly how you feel. Getting drowned in the self-hatred and the negative thinking traps of depression and anxiety. It’s a tough battle and those pieces do fall out but at least you are starting over and putting those pieces back in. It is a never ending battle for some people. I suffer from severe chronic depression and general anxiety. The self-hate and all the negative thinking never seem to go away. However, I have found that mindfulness helps a little bit for a little while, and although it doesn’t last all day, some peace is a little bit better than no peace at all. I use the Headspace app for the mindfulness. You get 10 sessions for free then have to pay but I find that those first 10 days and repeating them help quite a bit.

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