You know, I read your post again SG, and I don't want others to feel awkward, nor do I want to be viewed as stupid. And I haven't thought I've been disrespectful. But saying anything at home is met with rage. Then (sometimes) it deteriorates into an argument. Then (and throughout) I'm told I'm 'nuts', which though all a cycle of abuse, who knows, maybe I am already. It always starts from rage over something tiny.
I'm too tired to find other ways to communicate, I am also doing the best I can. And I can't get out of the environment. If that's not good enough, at home or else-wise, or it's detested by others or pushes their buttons, I am wrong to do it. I've tried the best I can, I don't feel good, but I can't do more. I try to respect others. But if they do not understand that little about me, that it is important to me and I'm doing the best I can, I just don't have the energy to accomplish better.
I don't know if the realize it used to be important to me to try, but I can see how it's not important to them (if that makes sense). I've seen, for example, what can affect me deeply, be laughed about by my sister and her bf the next day, they either don't remember or the scary, out-of-control happenings the night before (that I've been stuck in) become the next day's funny conversation. I've always defaulted to what is important to others.
It took a long time to even think I had 'rights' to ask a question, to have an opinion, to disagree. But I think it's made everything worse. It creates rage at home. And it's not important. I feel too unwell to keep trying. Which is funny, because I respect others' rights to their own views. Then again, how are they to understand, why should anyone care, and frankly it's probably desired (on their part) that I disappear and the burden goes away.
Actually, I'm told that directly, or told that it's not important enough to even respond. So, I can't check my brain and reality at the door, that's just the truth or how others view it, or I've made them to feel. But, it's all I have to give. I, too, would rather not be 'me'. But, I am. But if it hurts everyone, or is a pain in the a$$, well, up to me go away, verbally, physically, all ways. Or, I have to accept it and realize I'm not wanted around and don't really have the option of wants or opinion. That's uncomfortable for me to be surrounded by, too, though.
Yikes, hope that makes sense, xox.