
grandmotherboxing
glorp
- Jun 22, 2024
- 10
I always thought that, at least the small (but what i considered high quality) group of friends that i have was on good terms with me. But they... make me wait my turn?
See, because it's happened so often I'm not sure when it is paranoid fantasy and which one of these is reality. I do have a diagnosis of PTSD, so take what I say with a grain of salt, but one of the toughest things for me was to deal with emotional inconstistency with so many people in my life. My mother was ground zero, of course, but now I feel like I cannot trust anyone.
Yet they don't do anything to help me trust them better. For example, i'll try to chime in to contribute in a friendly way because that's how i was initially received - as an equal - and then over time I'll start hearing people sideline me, i'll start hearing things like "I didn't ask you, i asked him" and frustrated pouts either in real life (with the few IRL friends I can stomach) and online. It's bizarre and makes me feel like anything I do will be pushy. Hell, even writing this post I fantasize how the majority of readers would think "what an entitled f****t."
I'm not feeling too good about this, vietnam flashbacks I guess, so this whole thread will probably seem like a total word salad to most. I just had to try and get these thoughts out because putting them to paper never works.
See, because it's happened so often I'm not sure when it is paranoid fantasy and which one of these is reality. I do have a diagnosis of PTSD, so take what I say with a grain of salt, but one of the toughest things for me was to deal with emotional inconstistency with so many people in my life. My mother was ground zero, of course, but now I feel like I cannot trust anyone.
Yet they don't do anything to help me trust them better. For example, i'll try to chime in to contribute in a friendly way because that's how i was initially received - as an equal - and then over time I'll start hearing people sideline me, i'll start hearing things like "I didn't ask you, i asked him" and frustrated pouts either in real life (with the few IRL friends I can stomach) and online. It's bizarre and makes me feel like anything I do will be pushy. Hell, even writing this post I fantasize how the majority of readers would think "what an entitled f****t."
I'm not feeling too good about this, vietnam flashbacks I guess, so this whole thread will probably seem like a total word salad to most. I just had to try and get these thoughts out because putting them to paper never works.