I don’t get. I can recognise my achievements, now, I can look back and see what I’ve done but I can’t feel any pride in it. Nothing. No emotional connection. In the rare moments I do feel something that gets cut off damn fast.
It’s not like I never feel pride in what I’ve done, damn I can be the smuggest git around at times. But for small things, I’ll remember them and will bring them up to remind people in the future. However when it comes to bigger harder, life altering work, even when it’s small steps towards those goals, nothing. I just don’t feel anything.
I’ve always known this, but it’s being highlighted by the other night because I did good. But I also got really fucking lucky. When I get into a bad state what I need is physical reassurance, that means hugs and I don’t mean a quick 3 seconds with a pat on the back. Which is so difficult to explain to people who’s primary love language is not touch. This is also a bad time to live alone, when I need to be around people, I need to be held. I need to be a child, I know I can’t and that breaks my heart. But I digress.
I was in meltdown, but I managed to call the crisis line, instead of the drug dealer. But also my quasi-partner had mentioned that they were in town for a poly event, given they live a billion* miles away and don’t come into town too often, and it was for a communal thing not something private, what a stroke of luck. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to leave the house, or deal with other people but after a lot of thinking and weighing up options. The choices were crisis service or taxi mission – crowded pup – partner – taxi back… Then I realised I better check with them that they’d be okay with me stealing turning up and them for 5 mins! When I got the okay for that the decision was made, I was getting a hug. And it was worth every penny, every spoon, every word I had to speak during a non verbal time. And they were so generous I got 10 mins when they should have been hosting. I got a good long hug, had a little cry, went back home. And yeah I don’t magically feel all better now. But it did help. And the feeling from the hug is making me feel bittersweet about the achievement because I feel nothing for all that I did. I was a BAD day, a massive struggle, I was not in a good place and I did really well, yes I got very lucky with getting that hug and I am so grateful but I for all the work I did, I feel nothing.
*slight exaggeration