I'm not going to play the victim, since I've made mistakes too.
I don't speak English well either, and I'm a man; I don't know why the translator attributes feminine features to me. Keep that in mind when you read this.
Life has hit me hard, like so many others. But, damn it, it doesn't give me a break.
My illness, my physical condition, and now my most powerful weapon, "my mind and my will," are terribly weak. I argued with my family, or rather, with my ex-family, because they belittled me, disrespected me, and, above all, minimized all my pain, repeating that damn phrase: "Just suck it up!" as if enduring three damn years of unbearable stomach pain every day was nothing.
I discovered I had severe dysbiosis, SIBO, and a wound on my stomach that, luckily, I managed to heal.
I haven't left the house in three damn years. I was bedridden for almost three years, moving for only 15 or 30 minutes a day. When I started to recover and reintroduce new foods, I thought I was getting better. How naive! I did yoga and tore a muscle in my lower abdomen, about three finger-widths below my navel.
Because of this, I haven't been able to meditate. As soon as I try to meditate, or even think about it, or simply hold my breath, it hurts terribly. It slows my digestion and gives me terrible constipation.
Nine months without meditating. I hate it.
A few weeks ago, I was seeing the numbers of the gods, specifically "666" or "66," sometimes "77." Now I see nothing. I feel nothing.
Now that I'm a damned parasite, they don't need me anymore?
I participated in the war back then, doing my bit because I was a teenager and had to do it in secret. I helped for a long time. And now that I'm useless, have they thrown me away?
I don't know what to think. I know I'm wrong about some things, but all I feel is hatred and resentment. But against whom? Against my family? Against the gods? Against myself?
We all have our problems, that's why I didn't want to comment here and ask for... help? Advice? Most of the comments are from old people (no offense), they just tell me the typical "Meditate and go to the section on such and such a topic," I've seen it so many times.
I don't even know why I'm writing this, I feel like deleting everything.
I just want to give up, go to sleep, and for it all to be over. Maybe, just maybe, that way I'll find some peace and this pain will finally end.

