I have a car for the first time in my life, I want to start forcing myself to go out more and be in social circles. I just got back from a holiday in the east coast, the trip left me feeling pretty run down compared to what I was expecting. My parents dont understand PTSD very well, so if they are triggering a panic attack and I tell them; they dont stop because they feel like im trying to fight them when im really just trying to avoid my adrenaline going out of control.
I feel less like im allowed to participate in life. My sister is pretty unsupportive herself; she acts really self righteous around my family in order to "beat my trust" or something. She is 10 years older than me and is trying to get a PhD. Shes very comfortable with everything that had happened to me; she often tries to make me feel like I deserve to be the way I am. She seems to throw her social life in my face alot (but she is also struggling with that more than I have ever seen). I really dont think its funny, and I would never tease a loved one about something he or she couldnt control; I often have to take her diplomatic insults alot during dinner trips with the family. I feel like she tries to trigger me so that I fight with my family, the most recent blow up I think showed her not to play games with my family life anymore. Her manipulative nature is pretty new to me; I lose sleep over it and its hard to appraise her in any conversation without offending her personal boundaries (which step into other peoples boundaries often times).
Well with that out of the way, I feel alot like the wall flower at middle school dances; tryin to figure out why im not like everyone else. Growin up was about learning about finding friends because my parents were unable to teach me. I have my good days and bad, but lately I have been stuck in scenarios where people are pretty open about their dislike towards me and their favorite way to attack me is to attack my inadequacies. It hurts alot how people refuse to understand something for the sake of winning some social battle; gossip got a bit out of hand with me. I was pretty much considered an outstanding person in my hobbies; just socially off; others interpret that as "crazy" or "immature". I also look 10 years younger than I really am, not too many approach me assuming that im an adult; which is why I like being seen at bars and clubs since I get treated like an adult.
I have assets that im trying to put confidence in, but I grew up letting people destroy that. Its easier to take things from me that way. My problems are a bit too complex for the people that assisted in making them. I cant just throw myself in a party and become a social butterfly; when people that know me tell me to do that I feel a little insulted.
I do my best to build that on my own, but I really need to be alone with it because everyone that has tried to help me have intentionally or unintentionally set me back.
Im just really unhappy with the way my life is going; I entered myself in a race to pursue success with PTSD and im just starting to realize how much of a handicap this truly is. I will always be less than the happy people around me, and their too happy to understand or care. When it comes to success, people will cut in front of the blind man and call it fair; survival isnt always the most ethical thing in the world. Times are soo much rougher, and people are soo much faker and manipulative as a result; I just dont want to be betrayed again. I dont like the feeling of being laughed at while im in pain.
This is a thinking process that is unavoidable for me, if anyone can relate plz share.
I feel less like im allowed to participate in life. My sister is pretty unsupportive herself; she acts really self righteous around my family in order to "beat my trust" or something. She is 10 years older than me and is trying to get a PhD. Shes very comfortable with everything that had happened to me; she often tries to make me feel like I deserve to be the way I am. She seems to throw her social life in my face alot (but she is also struggling with that more than I have ever seen). I really dont think its funny, and I would never tease a loved one about something he or she couldnt control; I often have to take her diplomatic insults alot during dinner trips with the family. I feel like she tries to trigger me so that I fight with my family, the most recent blow up I think showed her not to play games with my family life anymore. Her manipulative nature is pretty new to me; I lose sleep over it and its hard to appraise her in any conversation without offending her personal boundaries (which step into other peoples boundaries often times).
Well with that out of the way, I feel alot like the wall flower at middle school dances; tryin to figure out why im not like everyone else. Growin up was about learning about finding friends because my parents were unable to teach me. I have my good days and bad, but lately I have been stuck in scenarios where people are pretty open about their dislike towards me and their favorite way to attack me is to attack my inadequacies. It hurts alot how people refuse to understand something for the sake of winning some social battle; gossip got a bit out of hand with me. I was pretty much considered an outstanding person in my hobbies; just socially off; others interpret that as "crazy" or "immature". I also look 10 years younger than I really am, not too many approach me assuming that im an adult; which is why I like being seen at bars and clubs since I get treated like an adult.
I have assets that im trying to put confidence in, but I grew up letting people destroy that. Its easier to take things from me that way. My problems are a bit too complex for the people that assisted in making them. I cant just throw myself in a party and become a social butterfly; when people that know me tell me to do that I feel a little insulted.
I do my best to build that on my own, but I really need to be alone with it because everyone that has tried to help me have intentionally or unintentionally set me back.
Im just really unhappy with the way my life is going; I entered myself in a race to pursue success with PTSD and im just starting to realize how much of a handicap this truly is. I will always be less than the happy people around me, and their too happy to understand or care. When it comes to success, people will cut in front of the blind man and call it fair; survival isnt always the most ethical thing in the world. Times are soo much rougher, and people are soo much faker and manipulative as a result; I just dont want to be betrayed again. I dont like the feeling of being laughed at while im in pain.
This is a thinking process that is unavoidable for me, if anyone can relate plz share.