could you help me fix my broken heart?

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I'm really in a bad way. i had a friend who i knew most of my life named maria. we were best friend most of our lives. when we got around the 18, 19 year range, we started dating. and i found my soul mate. i joined the military because i wanted a better life for us, i wanted to do something that would make her truely proud. a few months ago, we got engaged. which is when everything went down hill for me. i did irreversible damage to myself, have almost lost the use of my right leg. i know there are worse things in the world, because i can still partially walk with it, but not without a cane and brace, and it's still deteriorating. maria was there every step of the way. then, much worse things happened, my ole brain piece went hay wire. i got all kinds of bogus junk, like epilepsy, anxiety disorders, amnesia disorders, all kinds of stuff, which, yes, will kick me out of the navy, i'm almost totally processed out. but once again, maria was there. i often wondered why she was with me, such an angel having anything to do with a mutoid was beyond me. in fact i even asked her, and god bless her , she told me that i didn't give myself enough credit, and some times others didn't, but she said she knew the real me, and their loss was her gain. well, honest to god, maria had a brain adnormality herself, and i lost her. you have no idea how this has effected me, this is like nails being driven into my heart perpetually, every second of every day. i was requesting advice from anyone kind enough to post it.all i ask is that the evil nay-sayers not reply to my post. i've been here before, and some times i've been less than pleasant, and i'm sorry, anguish and medication give me an altered state of mind some times. for the people i pissed off, please don't bash me on my thread, you have every right to, but not on this one , please. honest to god, i don't know how to carry on. i can still feel her, for the love of god, i can still smell her perfume, her kind words still ring thru my ears,........ i'm lost.

ryan hoffman, Friday, 26 September 2003 19:16 (twenty-two years ago)

I'm sorry ryan, and I really don't know what else to say...

s1utsky (slutsky), Friday, 26 September 2003 20:38 (twenty-two years ago)

I can't offer any advice beyond try making it through one day at a time.

Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Friday, 26 September 2003 20:42 (twenty-two years ago)

THAT'S OK, THANK YOU. :)

ryan hoffman, Friday, 26 September 2003 21:26 (twenty-two years ago)

high winds are made still
with the turn of the tide,
and rarely last all morning,
nor heavy rain, all day.

Bob Six (bobbysix), Saturday, 27 September 2003 02:12 (twenty-two years ago)

ryan be strong man
and get someone to talk to
counselor, a friend

we really want you
to be okay but you must
take the steps. start now

Haikunym (Haikunym), Saturday, 27 September 2003 02:16 (twenty-two years ago)

what haikunym said, only not in haiku form

s1utsky (slutsky), Saturday, 27 September 2003 15:06 (twenty-two years ago)

Be gentle with yourself, Ryan. It is vital that you do not expect too much from yourself while you are in so much mental anguish. Give yourself permission to be disorganised for a while. Forgive yourself when you make mistakes.

Look after yourself, physically. Lack of sleep and nourishment may mean that you are more prone to infections and illness, so eating little and often, and getting rest if at all possible is important. Try and do some form of exercise, even if it is only a gentle walk.

If you need to take regular prescription medications, make sure you take them regularly and properly. Don’t rely on alcohol or sleeping pills (or any other form of self-medication) to try and get you through – they may help temporarily to dull the pain but in the long run they really don't help.

Write down all the feelings that are going round in your head, especially before going to bed, as this may help you to sleep better.

Talking about Maria and your feelings is important. Sharing the pain with other members of your family can be helpful, but if this is not possible then a good friend who is not so emotionally involved may be prepared to listen. Do you have counsellors or pastors in the navy with whom you could talk?

You may find it difficult to ask for help, seeing it as a weakness; well, it’s not. Talking – preferably with a person specifically trained to help counsel someone in your situation – is the very best thing you can do.

To help your self-esteem, buy a notebook to be your 'Book of Successes'. Write at least five successes each day, even if it is getting up, making yourself a sandwich, or staying in bed to give yourself a rest. Acknowledge yourself each time you achieve something. We can be very good at noticing all our mistakes and ignoring our good points especially when we are feeling down.

Remembering the happy times with Maria can be painful but healing. Looking at photographs, making a memory book and keeping meaningful mementoes may help. Sometimes it may be helpful to remember the things you don't miss about her too. This is not a betrayal of your feelings towards her, but just acknowledging that she was human and not perfect.

I'm presuming that when you said you have 'lost' Maria, that she died as a result of her brain abnormality. My encounters with death have taught me this: that we will all die and those we love will die. In the meantime, we must get on with what is both the simplest and the most daunting of tasks: we must dare to live.

Good luck, Ryan.

C J (C J), Saturday, 27 September 2003 15:56 (twenty-two years ago)

thank ya. ya know, i was looking in the mirror last night. see, maria's been dead for about a month. but anyway, i looked in the mirror, and thought"my god, what have i done?" see, i've eaten maybe once or twice these last few months, slept even less, and i'm haggard, lost a lot of muscle, eyes are sunken in, and that's self centered, there are people still depending on me, people who love me, i can't let myself waste away, not only for their sake, but for mine. and maria, god rest her soul, would be absolutely abhorred if she saw me now. i've never given up on anything, never given up on myself. how the hell could i be so damned blind?

ryan hoffman, Monday, 29 September 2003 17:35 (twenty-two years ago)


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