DarylJoel_B
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I promised all of my friends I'd log out of MJJC for over a week. That was only yesterday, but it feels like a week has already passed.
I promised myself I wouldn't go public with every issue I have in my life, especially coming from a place where my mother has stigmatized my mental health so much that she has condemned me to silence. (And she has often wondered why I flock to random people online instead of her...) But I'm desperate.
It is because everyone here, especially in the months since creating this account, have helped me so much more than she ever has. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was being listened to. And I've nurtured my love for Michael even more in a way I never even thought was possible. I was able to stop suppressing the strong romantic attraction I felt for him (specifically for Jacksons/Off the wall era, where he is closer to my age), with which I shared with no one at all until I joined this forum. I felt understood... Loved. Accepted. Especially when I was told, "Michael loves you so much", and other reassuring comments, by my friends. All the feelings of worthlessness and grueling gender dysphoria (for context to that, i'm transgender. female to male) I felt seemed to disappear completely.
I forgot about the fact that I lived in a household where my mother refused to see me as her son and hear my cries for help. I forgot why I was even miserable at all. I forgot why sometimes I hated school and why I masked my emotions at all. I forgot the trauma of my past relationships. I no longer felt ashamed of my sexuality nor the fact that I was trans. I forgot the feeling of feeling like I was a disappointment to my ultra-conservative family simply because I wasn't who they wanted me to be. I forgot what it felt like to have my feelings of dysphoria invalidated and told that I was just "confused", "you're not a boy", and "now I have to mourn for my daughter", things that hurt me and made me want to die. All of that, I felt like I could finally escape from. I felt like a free man, like I finally escaped from my own prison. I was finally able to utilize Michael as a way to cope and also share it with others, not having to fight my battles alone. I also stopped feeling hurt over my biological father's death and have learned to accept it.
Because of that, I finally felt like I had a reason to wake up in the morning. Imagining waking up next to Michael and knowing he loves me. Being able to have friends who are understanding of the intense love I have for him. Being listened to by many, young and old, on a daily basis. Being able to regain my voice somewhere. Being able to share my thoughts and feelings without being chastised, ignored, or reprimanded. And that's why I'm staying in this fandom until I die. It's been a sanctuary for me. It has helped save my life.
But...
Recently, I have went through another episode of emotionless torture as a cause of my (largely undiagnosed) depression. (I am in a position where I am unable to speak to a therapist or secure a diagnosis.) I don't even know why this occurred. I spoke heavily about not feeling happy, feeling like I wasn't there. And even thinking I was losing my attraction to Michael (although I have retracted this. as far as I'm aware, I'm still just as attracted to him.) I went back to those feelings of grueling dysphoria and feeling so isolated I felt numb. I went back to feeling anxious, afraid of the outside world outside of my room and my fantasy world. I no longer felt comfortable blabbing about my special interests (I'm also autistic, for that context). I just... Completely reverted back to how I used to be before I found support on MJJC. Forcing myself to confront reality and resisted every urge to do what I normally do to cope just out of embarrassment and shame... Succumbing to my intrusive thoughts telling me Michael would not be proud of me (largely in account of that's an actual thing my mother has said to me), that I'm delusional, worth nothing. And now the aftereffects are there. The guilt and shame I felt over not responding to any messages the way I used to and thinking that being here was the problem and that I just needed some rest...
I'm not at all accustomed to asking for favors, and nobody reading this does not have to be obligated to my request. But if you could... I would like to find more people to talk to, and/or for anyone to write something positive for me to look back on, a reminder of why I felt secure here in the first place. I want to reconnect with this forum again and not force myself to stay silent on my pain.
I'm also fighting to triumph over my pain every single day. This place here, is the reason why. And the power of Michael's spiritual presence within me, I thank God that I've managed to survive.
~ DJ
I promised myself I wouldn't go public with every issue I have in my life, especially coming from a place where my mother has stigmatized my mental health so much that she has condemned me to silence. (And she has often wondered why I flock to random people online instead of her...) But I'm desperate.
It is because everyone here, especially in the months since creating this account, have helped me so much more than she ever has. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was being listened to. And I've nurtured my love for Michael even more in a way I never even thought was possible. I was able to stop suppressing the strong romantic attraction I felt for him (specifically for Jacksons/Off the wall era, where he is closer to my age), with which I shared with no one at all until I joined this forum. I felt understood... Loved. Accepted. Especially when I was told, "Michael loves you so much", and other reassuring comments, by my friends. All the feelings of worthlessness and grueling gender dysphoria (for context to that, i'm transgender. female to male) I felt seemed to disappear completely.
I forgot about the fact that I lived in a household where my mother refused to see me as her son and hear my cries for help. I forgot why I was even miserable at all. I forgot why sometimes I hated school and why I masked my emotions at all. I forgot the trauma of my past relationships. I no longer felt ashamed of my sexuality nor the fact that I was trans. I forgot the feeling of feeling like I was a disappointment to my ultra-conservative family simply because I wasn't who they wanted me to be. I forgot what it felt like to have my feelings of dysphoria invalidated and told that I was just "confused", "you're not a boy", and "now I have to mourn for my daughter", things that hurt me and made me want to die. All of that, I felt like I could finally escape from. I felt like a free man, like I finally escaped from my own prison. I was finally able to utilize Michael as a way to cope and also share it with others, not having to fight my battles alone. I also stopped feeling hurt over my biological father's death and have learned to accept it.
Because of that, I finally felt like I had a reason to wake up in the morning. Imagining waking up next to Michael and knowing he loves me. Being able to have friends who are understanding of the intense love I have for him. Being listened to by many, young and old, on a daily basis. Being able to regain my voice somewhere. Being able to share my thoughts and feelings without being chastised, ignored, or reprimanded. And that's why I'm staying in this fandom until I die. It's been a sanctuary for me. It has helped save my life.
But...
Recently, I have went through another episode of emotionless torture as a cause of my (largely undiagnosed) depression. (I am in a position where I am unable to speak to a therapist or secure a diagnosis.) I don't even know why this occurred. I spoke heavily about not feeling happy, feeling like I wasn't there. And even thinking I was losing my attraction to Michael (although I have retracted this. as far as I'm aware, I'm still just as attracted to him.) I went back to those feelings of grueling dysphoria and feeling so isolated I felt numb. I went back to feeling anxious, afraid of the outside world outside of my room and my fantasy world. I no longer felt comfortable blabbing about my special interests (I'm also autistic, for that context). I just... Completely reverted back to how I used to be before I found support on MJJC. Forcing myself to confront reality and resisted every urge to do what I normally do to cope just out of embarrassment and shame... Succumbing to my intrusive thoughts telling me Michael would not be proud of me (largely in account of that's an actual thing my mother has said to me), that I'm delusional, worth nothing. And now the aftereffects are there. The guilt and shame I felt over not responding to any messages the way I used to and thinking that being here was the problem and that I just needed some rest...
I'm not at all accustomed to asking for favors, and nobody reading this does not have to be obligated to my request. But if you could... I would like to find more people to talk to, and/or for anyone to write something positive for me to look back on, a reminder of why I felt secure here in the first place. I want to reconnect with this forum again and not force myself to stay silent on my pain.
I'm also fighting to triumph over my pain every single day. This place here, is the reason why. And the power of Michael's spiritual presence within me, I thank God that I've managed to survive.
~ DJ