My parents have given me everything including a private school education and lots of love and support and yet I feel like a complete failure due to me throwing everything back in their faces and making completely crappy self-sabotaging life choices.
My late mum was bipolar and at age 16 I went through a patch of depression as I wasn't happy at school. It was at this time that I started rebelling and got the boyfriend from hell who was a controlling abuser. I tried to go to university and i was doing really well but I had to drop out as he controlled what I ate and I develped a full blown eating disorder. I will never, to this day understand why I went out with him and why I didn't just dump him when his issues with food became apparent. At this important time when I should have been choosing my career, he managed to convince me not to bother.
When we finished my eating returned to normal and I started an art course. I feel in love with ceramics and pottery and I was really good at it. I did use it as a therapy in order to try and recover from my abusive ex but I was also drinking and shagging around a lot in oredr to numb the pain. Eventually I ended up shagging the abusive ex and subsequently ended up on a psychiatric ward for a month. In the mean time he dumped me again. In the mean time I turned down a man who loved me and who I loved very much and who I still do to this day. I was so scared of getting hurt but I feel like I lost my big love to a complete shit head.
I didn't continue with art and got a series of shitty jobs before going back to un in a completely different subject, training to be a teacher and getting a career. On my probabtional year I got knocked up by my then boyfriend and had to leave my training. I was chaos. I wanted my baby but it was completely unplanned. I ended up a single mum on benefits although I am now starting to claw back my teaching career. My mum wanted me to be a doctor and I would have been really good at it but I just rebelled and did the arty stuff. My sister is a doctor and is doing so well.
My life just seems so chaotic, punctuated with bad decsions leading to more chaos with a distinct emphasis on me choosing man who hurt and destroy me, thus leading me to be alone. I just want a sodding normal life like everyone else. I want to be a 2.4 family with a bit of money. WHY am i making such shite decisions? Do I have a personality disorder? I amy be bipolar but so was mum and she had a very loving and supportive partner. I have had a good life but it has alos been chaotic and messy and very painful at times. I am going to take up art again as I miss it but only as a hobby. How can I change? Help needed! I mean surely it's normal to want to have a nice, easy, fullfilling life?