I know exactly what it is, or have the words (sort of :rolleyes: ),if this makes sense to anyone at all.
For years and years and years, I've tried to follow what 'they' say, do not be co-dependent and such. I agree. But so many things are simply not 'me'. Since a child, and my whole life, I've always enjoyed- it brough me happiness- being part of trying to help others achieve their dreams. I had no dreams, except when I was maybe 19 on and wanted to work with poor children in Mexico. And maybe in my 'old age', if I could achieve it financially, to open an orphanage. In my 20's I thought even Africa, not because I wanted to ever go there, but just had a 'feeling', that would be a place.
And I have never been competitive- ever. Unless it applies to someone else's gain. In the sense that, I loved playing games, but would throw them if someone else wanted to win (they would feel badly). I played Monopoly once, is all I can say. And in school- sports- ok put me as an anchor on a relay and I could fly. Individual events, I remember looking back at everyone struggling and letting them pass me, despite the fact I had 10 times the endurance and speed left. (It's funny- not skill or in shape- just ptsd makes you run fast when chased. :) I used to go for a cigarette during laps in the School Arts bathroom. :rolleyes: )
Or dating, I always tried to set up who I was with, with anyone who really really wished 'they' were the ones asked, or liked the guy. I even stuck with one guy for years, more so because of his dreams (vocationally). But it was ok.
Same applies to saying I won 'bingo' (not just shyness), or shopping. If there's 'one' left, if it's for me I usually don't care. If it's for others, I'll 'fight' for it.
Or riding/ competing, I'd do it for the horse.
Or gifts, I love them, for a day- I know that sounds ungrateful. But then I'm happy someone else can have them.
But I do feel happy, not shorted.
I should have gone into a field like a war zone, a correspondent or Military. Because, especially now, I don't have connections to leave behind, I don't fear death, either. I mean, as my grandma used to say, "live while you're living you're a long time dead". She was joyful and feisty and full of life and people called her 'holy'- she was good. But she'd say it happily to her 90 year old 'peers', when they'd get into needless complaining, etc. Also, if there is Eternity, and you've lost loved ones, what is there to fear? I cannot understand how seniors who have lost their spouses don't think it would be nice to be reunited, eventually at least, if they did have the marriages or love they say they did. One said to me at work, "you won't live as long as me (she's 98) if you smoke". (I thought to myself, who'd want to? Or, specifically, if I was in a very costly 'institution' like this, I'd kill myself. :( It's everything I hope to avoid, if I'm lucky.)
At work, they spend countless hours complaining about things- everything- like the pudding. No wonder I feel lost. I think also, with my history of deaths, it'd be better to be around 'life', even children, etc. The opposite is what I mean. So many things mean more than pudding complaints.
I never thought to follow that, originally. For one thing, the emphasis was academic, not vocational. But I would have been smarter. If there is a way I can swing it, I am going to see if the Military does want an 'old fart' like me, lol. It is also useful, because unlike others I don't leave behind family etc, I am expendable (in a good way).
Whether that's all 'nuts' or not, it's 'me'. It's always been 'me'. Trying to be some way else just is useless and depressing and anti-me.