Pulling away
Posted: October 28th, 2014, 5:08 am
I feel myself pulling away and giving up on people. The negativity just overwhelms me and I can't take the rejection, real or imagined.
I regret ever speaking, I want to go back to being a mute because every time I open my stupid mouth someone finds fault with whatever I say.
I went out to an old coworker's birthday party and rang the doorbell. When no one answered twice I left thinking I either has the wrong place or they saw who it was and didn't want to answer. I wish I'd left it at that but I felt guilty and texted her that I tried and happy birthday. She realized I was still there in my car and came out for me, which touched me. But I wish I hadn't gone inside because I didn't know anyway and kept seeing in their eyes that they found me annoying or too loud at times, I didn't understand most of the conversations and don't like drinking in public so it was awkward.
I always say something inappropriate. I don't know what's appropriate. My therapist said she thought people were becoming too politically correct and terrorizing others for it, I see their points though as someone who knows the power of language, but I also don't understand why people have to attack like you're the KKK when your intentions are good and you haven't even been given the chance to correct, I understand people who continue to use that language in defiance also though because eventually you get tired of the impolite response to being impolite and don't want to bother at all anymore. This is me rambling.
I really hate myself when I'm around other people. I hate kids. I thought my niece and nephew were the exception but now that one has turned 3 she is becoming "a kid" and I get tense around her waiting to be rejected, ignored, mocked. She didn't like my gifts which I picked because she liked them a few months ago, now she only likes or remembers me for my dog. This is ridiculous because she is 3. However, that's when I was first rejected by my twin sister and he cycle continued with all the other kids. I was never good enough. I wasn't good at being a kid and I'm worse now at being an adult. Kids give me panic attacks. Last halloween a bunch of parents told me my costume was too scary for the kids trick or treating so I took it off and stopped answering the door. When I was a kid, I loved the scary houses and costumes best. I thought that was what Halloween was about. I've never gone the "slutty" route but it seems more socially acceptable. I don't like halloween anymore.
I feel myself spiraling again. Could I go through with suicide? Probably. I just don't want to bother people with my death like I do with my life...
I regret ever speaking, I want to go back to being a mute because every time I open my stupid mouth someone finds fault with whatever I say.
I went out to an old coworker's birthday party and rang the doorbell. When no one answered twice I left thinking I either has the wrong place or they saw who it was and didn't want to answer. I wish I'd left it at that but I felt guilty and texted her that I tried and happy birthday. She realized I was still there in my car and came out for me, which touched me. But I wish I hadn't gone inside because I didn't know anyway and kept seeing in their eyes that they found me annoying or too loud at times, I didn't understand most of the conversations and don't like drinking in public so it was awkward.
I always say something inappropriate. I don't know what's appropriate. My therapist said she thought people were becoming too politically correct and terrorizing others for it, I see their points though as someone who knows the power of language, but I also don't understand why people have to attack like you're the KKK when your intentions are good and you haven't even been given the chance to correct, I understand people who continue to use that language in defiance also though because eventually you get tired of the impolite response to being impolite and don't want to bother at all anymore. This is me rambling.
I really hate myself when I'm around other people. I hate kids. I thought my niece and nephew were the exception but now that one has turned 3 she is becoming "a kid" and I get tense around her waiting to be rejected, ignored, mocked. She didn't like my gifts which I picked because she liked them a few months ago, now she only likes or remembers me for my dog. This is ridiculous because she is 3. However, that's when I was first rejected by my twin sister and he cycle continued with all the other kids. I was never good enough. I wasn't good at being a kid and I'm worse now at being an adult. Kids give me panic attacks. Last halloween a bunch of parents told me my costume was too scary for the kids trick or treating so I took it off and stopped answering the door. When I was a kid, I loved the scary houses and costumes best. I thought that was what Halloween was about. I've never gone the "slutty" route but it seems more socially acceptable. I don't like halloween anymore.
I feel myself spiraling again. Could I go through with suicide? Probably. I just don't want to bother people with my death like I do with my life...