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I know depressed people say no one cares for them but their perception is distorted. But what if everyone really seems Not to care? What if you've run things by people in your life and they see your point?

I was fine for so long. Then, 2 years ago, my ex started a custody case that lasted over a year. My nightmares got so bad. I lost a job. I had a diagnosed mental break with terrible dissacociation.

Through all of this, no one came. I live within minutes of my whole family but I was still alone. I wrote it off as everyone having their own life issues to deal with. However, I have finally pulled things back together. I have a job going and I got married.

I thought people would be happy for me and I'd have people back in my life. Instead I have 2 not talking to me because they don't like my choice to marry. The rest don't want to hear about even minor bad days be abuse they are tired of "picking up the pieces." I don't lay my stuff on people like that. I just like having people come see me and hangout. I like to know I'm enjoyable to be around.

I learned recently that my dad has dinners with my brother and sister but they don't invite me.

I know I could just cut them all off but it's some friends too. I wish I could figure out what I do so wrong and how to more enjoyable to be around. Until recently I thought I was a pretty good person. Now I know I'm not someone they want around.

I liked the ability to deny how alone I am. I don't have the strength to work on these relationships and I can't handle how terrible the rejection has made me feel.

I don't think I can recover this time. I don't even really want to.
 
I think people are afraid of those of us with mental illness. I really do. If they associate with us, maybe other people will think they are "crazy". Just my opinion. It is, however, heartbreaking to see people you thought respected you look right through you as if you didn't exist. They don't deserve to be friends with you, and your real family might not be related by blood.
 
Hi @screen-name... I'm so sorry you have had a difficult time. And that your family are being mean and nasty.

It always hurts when parents let you

Down... Don't seem to care...... It's awful....

I guess all I can advise is surround yourself with good people.... Cut out the toxic ones... Especially friends.... Friends should pull you up... Not down. As for family... Small doses... If they

Start hurting you.... Leave. Set up boundaries.... It's all you can do.... Sometimes we get shit parents..... I have no idea why.... Please take care of yourself....

There is NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU.... It's them...... OK......
We are all here to support and help... So truly.. You not alone....
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Quote...........”There is NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU.... It's them...... OK......”

That I can understand, as the therapist I used to see, said that to me one day, and I came away from session with a huge weight lifted from my shoulders, and feeling great, it was fantastic.
 
I know I could just cut them all off but it's some friends too. I wish I could figure out what I do so wrong and how to more enjoyable to be around. Until recently I thought I was a pretty good person. Now I know I'm not someone they want around.

Wanting different things out of a relationship doesn't mean that you're not a good person. It just means that you want different things than they do. Which has a fairly simple fix : find people who do want the same things you do.

You'll note I said simple, not easy.

It can be easy, or it can be hard, or it can be a mix of both.

I used to move as often as every 6 months as a kid. Some of the moves I'd find a metric shit ton of friends practically on day 1. They just fell into my lap. Other times it took months -or even years- to find people who wanted the same fnings as I did out of a friendship. As an adult I've found the exact same paradigm exists; sometimes it's as easy as cake to find people, and other times it would be easier to find like minded folk if I lived on the moon! It wasn't/isn't like I change who I am when I move. I'm still the same. The difference is the people around me. And that's just the luck of the draw.
 
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