
vampire2002
weeb & neet ♡
- Oct 8, 2023
- 153
so i will be the first to admit i am lucky to have people who care for me in my life now. my family is treating me better than they used to, i've met new people in my therapy group who are kind and friendly, and i have a wonderful boyfriend who i know loves me dearly.
i'm at a clinic specifically for OCD & anxiety disorders. according to the therapists there, having social anxiety for a long time (as i have) can result in what they described as a "social skills deficit." i think this is a new term i learned to describe something i've been struggling with for nearly my whole life.
i have people around me who are kind to me now, but when i was young some of my family members were abusive and neglectful. i think this led to me not getting properly taught how to talk to people. my boyfriend has jokingly said that since i grew up without many friends and watched so much anime that i learned how i think people should act from anime. apparently this can be enjoyable at times, but also awkward in a lot of situations. so my personality seems a bit artificially curated.
if i'm being honest, i don't know if i've ever felt fully understood by anybody, even those i love most. i struggle to make deeper connections. i feel like nobody knows the real me, even when i try my hardest to be honest and express it. it feels like i'm always misunderstood and i'm worried people consider me weird / awkward / creepy. especially if they knew the real me, which i believe is a horrible person.
i've got one friend, who is also my boyfriend... i guess i consider my brother a friend too. and i count my four cats as friends, and my neighbor's cat too. that's the extent of it. i've been in therapy for about a month now, and i see people chatting and so happy to see each other, making friends, etc. people talk to me sometimes and i talk to them too, trying to be nice and friendly and still myself and honest. but i can't make any connections with people. people are always nice to me, but i'm still an outcast. i don't know what i'm doing wrong. i feel like i'm trying my best and doing what i'm supposed to, but i can't make friends. and it's been like this for most of my life.
i've had some friends before, most of them online, but even then i struggle to maintain friendships and don't know how to connect with these people, even people i like or find interesting or share hobbies with. it feels like an incredible mental effort to reply constantly. i'm the black sheep of my family and some relatives look down on me for my struggles. even the ones who like me, i am always pretending to be someone else around them because i know we hold different values and i don't want them to start to dislike me. i either can't tell people anything or i tell them too much.
even with my boyfriend, it's hard to talk sometimes. and i love them dearly. but it can be really difficult to communicate a lot of things, and i still have some secrets. thankfully, my bf is more patient than most and really tries to help me when i struggle to say things. i do feel like a slight distance has grown between us lately, but maybe that's just because we're both so busy.
the point is, i have felt lonely and isolated my whole life. my whole life has been spent feeling like an outcast. i've spent most of my life alone in my room. i worry i'll go my entire life, however long or short that may be, without anybody being able to know me, the real me, wholeheartedly. it's so incredibly depressing. i'm used to being an outcast, but somehow it always still stings, i'm so sensitive. i don't know how to develop these skills that seem to come so naturally to most people, despite me trying hard to work on them.
i feel so alone with my suicidal thoughts and they're getting worse again lately but i feel i have nobody i can talk to. sure, i have my therapists. but i don't wanna get pulled out of my clinic and forced into a ward. and i'm either not close enough with people to tell them, or we're close and i don't want them to worry or be overbearing and controlling (as has happened in the past when telling people about suicidal ideation.) it's so hard to know i have people around me who are kind, but still feel like i have nobody, in some ways.
i think I'm cursed to be forever lonely. i wish i could die without hurting anybody because nobody really knows me anyways, so the person they'd be mourning never existed to begin with.
i'm at a clinic specifically for OCD & anxiety disorders. according to the therapists there, having social anxiety for a long time (as i have) can result in what they described as a "social skills deficit." i think this is a new term i learned to describe something i've been struggling with for nearly my whole life.
i have people around me who are kind to me now, but when i was young some of my family members were abusive and neglectful. i think this led to me not getting properly taught how to talk to people. my boyfriend has jokingly said that since i grew up without many friends and watched so much anime that i learned how i think people should act from anime. apparently this can be enjoyable at times, but also awkward in a lot of situations. so my personality seems a bit artificially curated.
if i'm being honest, i don't know if i've ever felt fully understood by anybody, even those i love most. i struggle to make deeper connections. i feel like nobody knows the real me, even when i try my hardest to be honest and express it. it feels like i'm always misunderstood and i'm worried people consider me weird / awkward / creepy. especially if they knew the real me, which i believe is a horrible person.
i've got one friend, who is also my boyfriend... i guess i consider my brother a friend too. and i count my four cats as friends, and my neighbor's cat too. that's the extent of it. i've been in therapy for about a month now, and i see people chatting and so happy to see each other, making friends, etc. people talk to me sometimes and i talk to them too, trying to be nice and friendly and still myself and honest. but i can't make any connections with people. people are always nice to me, but i'm still an outcast. i don't know what i'm doing wrong. i feel like i'm trying my best and doing what i'm supposed to, but i can't make friends. and it's been like this for most of my life.
i've had some friends before, most of them online, but even then i struggle to maintain friendships and don't know how to connect with these people, even people i like or find interesting or share hobbies with. it feels like an incredible mental effort to reply constantly. i'm the black sheep of my family and some relatives look down on me for my struggles. even the ones who like me, i am always pretending to be someone else around them because i know we hold different values and i don't want them to start to dislike me. i either can't tell people anything or i tell them too much.
even with my boyfriend, it's hard to talk sometimes. and i love them dearly. but it can be really difficult to communicate a lot of things, and i still have some secrets. thankfully, my bf is more patient than most and really tries to help me when i struggle to say things. i do feel like a slight distance has grown between us lately, but maybe that's just because we're both so busy.
the point is, i have felt lonely and isolated my whole life. my whole life has been spent feeling like an outcast. i've spent most of my life alone in my room. i worry i'll go my entire life, however long or short that may be, without anybody being able to know me, the real me, wholeheartedly. it's so incredibly depressing. i'm used to being an outcast, but somehow it always still stings, i'm so sensitive. i don't know how to develop these skills that seem to come so naturally to most people, despite me trying hard to work on them.
i feel so alone with my suicidal thoughts and they're getting worse again lately but i feel i have nobody i can talk to. sure, i have my therapists. but i don't wanna get pulled out of my clinic and forced into a ward. and i'm either not close enough with people to tell them, or we're close and i don't want them to worry or be overbearing and controlling (as has happened in the past when telling people about suicidal ideation.) it's so hard to know i have people around me who are kind, but still feel like i have nobody, in some ways.
i think I'm cursed to be forever lonely. i wish i could die without hurting anybody because nobody really knows me anyways, so the person they'd be mourning never existed to begin with.