Zoltiel
We're asleep in life's waiting room
- Jan 7, 2020
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Has anyone else been affected by moving?
When I was young I moved a lot, and not like within a city, but between nations. I've categorized my childhood into 4 parts.
1. I started school in my home country in Europe. Everything was great, I was a good student and played all the sports my school had. I can't recall 1 bad experience I had there, I was chill with everyone and people liked me. The future was bright.
2. My family decided to move to the other side of the world. My entire extended family, that I loved, was lost, all my grandparents and aunt left behind. I was still in elementary school, and all of a sudden I had to learn a new language and a new culture. Then, a few months after starting school, my parents decided to move to another city in the same country. So I had to do it all again. I managed to learn the language and had no trouble making friends. Even though it was hard at first, I eventually managed to adapt.
3. Right before middle school, my parents decided to move again, about 2000 miles away to a new country (same language). They decided to move right into the bad part of town. I was immediately the target of bullying, and life was pretty miserable, I missed where we lived before. Eventually, I was able to make some friends, and at the beginning of high school we had a pretty good group and we were finally starting to do cool shit like partying and then
4. In the middle of my junior year of high school my parents decided to move again, 1000 miles south. I was devastated. I was not liked at my new school at all and had no real friends. I spent the last 1.5 years of high school in severe depression and loneliness, and watched all my friends from my old school having the time of their lives their senior year on facebook.
I was now entering adulthood with severe depression and existential crises. I haven't been allowed to develop socially and learn how to manage long term relationships. Ever since then I have always had trouble forming friendships and relationships, and it hasn't improved no matter what I do. I feel like people notice something about me they don't like, or make some sort of conclusion about me right away, and this lowers my value in their minds. I wish I was just left alone and allowed to develop normally, I feel like I have been robbed of all of my childhood experiences, by the very people that are supposed to care and support you.
I went to a college in my state, and after 2 years I was very depressed because I was still dealing with social and existential problems. I decided to withdraw from school. My dad started yelling at me over the phone when I told him, and when I saw him next he told me I was a burden on society. Then they decided to move yet again, 3000 miles away this time, to the opposite side of the country. They said I was going to come with them. I was finally old enough to get off this ride, so I said no. They left and took my little brother with them.
I eventually went back to school and finished and got a computer job like everyone else. Now my parents are happy and they try to pretend like everything is ok and nothing ever happened between us. They try to rationalize to me that moving a lot is normal, and abandoning family is normal, but I will never believe it. Most people I meet have a place that they can call home, have friends that they grew up with, have some sort of identity, I have NONE of this. I am tormented by it every day. The feeling of loneliness never goes away, even when I had some friends in college, even when I had a girlfriend. Something just DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT. I DON'T FEEL LIKE I SHOULD BE HERE.
I FEEL LIKE MY PARENTS CHOSE A LIFE THAT WOULD GIVE ME THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF SUFFERING, AND WOULD ENSURE MY FAILURE IN ALL AREAS OF LIFE. THEY NOW LIVE IN A GIANT MANSION WITH LOTS OF MONEY, AND ARE WONDERING WHY I HAVEN'T PRODUCED THEM ANY GRANDKIDS YET. THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO ME, AND NEVER WILL UNTIL I FINALLY CTB.
When I was young I moved a lot, and not like within a city, but between nations. I've categorized my childhood into 4 parts.
1. I started school in my home country in Europe. Everything was great, I was a good student and played all the sports my school had. I can't recall 1 bad experience I had there, I was chill with everyone and people liked me. The future was bright.
2. My family decided to move to the other side of the world. My entire extended family, that I loved, was lost, all my grandparents and aunt left behind. I was still in elementary school, and all of a sudden I had to learn a new language and a new culture. Then, a few months after starting school, my parents decided to move to another city in the same country. So I had to do it all again. I managed to learn the language and had no trouble making friends. Even though it was hard at first, I eventually managed to adapt.
3. Right before middle school, my parents decided to move again, about 2000 miles away to a new country (same language). They decided to move right into the bad part of town. I was immediately the target of bullying, and life was pretty miserable, I missed where we lived before. Eventually, I was able to make some friends, and at the beginning of high school we had a pretty good group and we were finally starting to do cool shit like partying and then
4. In the middle of my junior year of high school my parents decided to move again, 1000 miles south. I was devastated. I was not liked at my new school at all and had no real friends. I spent the last 1.5 years of high school in severe depression and loneliness, and watched all my friends from my old school having the time of their lives their senior year on facebook.
I was now entering adulthood with severe depression and existential crises. I haven't been allowed to develop socially and learn how to manage long term relationships. Ever since then I have always had trouble forming friendships and relationships, and it hasn't improved no matter what I do. I feel like people notice something about me they don't like, or make some sort of conclusion about me right away, and this lowers my value in their minds. I wish I was just left alone and allowed to develop normally, I feel like I have been robbed of all of my childhood experiences, by the very people that are supposed to care and support you.
I went to a college in my state, and after 2 years I was very depressed because I was still dealing with social and existential problems. I decided to withdraw from school. My dad started yelling at me over the phone when I told him, and when I saw him next he told me I was a burden on society. Then they decided to move yet again, 3000 miles away this time, to the opposite side of the country. They said I was going to come with them. I was finally old enough to get off this ride, so I said no. They left and took my little brother with them.
I eventually went back to school and finished and got a computer job like everyone else. Now my parents are happy and they try to pretend like everything is ok and nothing ever happened between us. They try to rationalize to me that moving a lot is normal, and abandoning family is normal, but I will never believe it. Most people I meet have a place that they can call home, have friends that they grew up with, have some sort of identity, I have NONE of this. I am tormented by it every day. The feeling of loneliness never goes away, even when I had some friends in college, even when I had a girlfriend. Something just DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT. I DON'T FEEL LIKE I SHOULD BE HERE.
I FEEL LIKE MY PARENTS CHOSE A LIFE THAT WOULD GIVE ME THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF SUFFERING, AND WOULD ENSURE MY FAILURE IN ALL AREAS OF LIFE. THEY NOW LIVE IN A GIANT MANSION WITH LOTS OF MONEY, AND ARE WONDERING WHY I HAVEN'T PRODUCED THEM ANY GRANDKIDS YET. THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO ME, AND NEVER WILL UNTIL I FINALLY CTB.
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