Mindiface85
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I've recently had to face just how dead I've felt on the inside for a very very long time. I'd hidden so much pain and worthlessness for so long I actually hadn't even realized it was there.
See, I was raised that you should just always be ok and keep going, shrug off the bad. So I masked all of the depression and lifelessness I'd felt and pretended I was "ok" for so long I actually believed it! I never dealt with my feelings or any of the horrible things that happened to me in the past, I just acted like it had never happened. I realize now you can't really move on from anything until you face it, deal with it, and learn what you can from it to use today.
Anyways, almost 7 months ago, I met someone who can only be described as genuinely good-hearted and great. We weren't even technically a "couple", but I can't even call it a friendship because it was way beyond that. He truly cared about me, helping me to become the wonderful person he saw inside, helping me face my demons and be myself. And all he ever gave me was love, respect, honesty, compassion - as well as working his butt off to present to me all the tools I could possibly need to find myself and learn to let myself out and love myself. He might as well have just laid out a 3 mile wide brick road as the path to self-contentment.
Problem was, I couldn't fully accept it. I couldn't get out of my own way to realize that all he asked in return for everything he gave to me was that I be honest and sincere and open my heart up to him the way he did time and time again to me. And I just couldn't. I was so afraid of losing the first person who truly ever cared about me that I couldn't just really accept the love he gave and give it back. I was so scared of seeing all the darkness I'd been hiding for so long that I didn't even put in the work to really face it and work on recovering and moving forward in my life. And I see it now, it feels like I opened the floodgates and everything I held in for over a decade has been rushing out at me, almost feels like it's drowning me. But I'd lied to him, hidden from him, used him for my reason to live instead of putting in the work on myself, and I've lost that trust he'd placed in me. I lost his faith in me. I had the most perfect person in the world on my side to help me through the tough stuff and help me learn to love myself and I just couldn't accept it.
In turn, I majorly disrespected all that he shared with me, showed me, did and would have continued to do simply to be a good person and true friend to me. I've used people to give me some sort of sense of meaning and false happiness for so long. And I hate it. When we parted ways and I had to really face the kind of person I'd been for so long - well I can't even describe how wretched I feel. I don't want to be that person anymore. I don't want to lie or use, I want to learn to accept myself so that should someone great enter my life I can accept and embrace it instead of letting all of these irrational fears hold me back. I don't want to just exist anymore, I want to live. I just don't know how to even be me anymore, I want so badly to be sincere and to be able to show this man just how much it all meant to me (because he feels it was all a waste of his time).
How do you accept and give love when you've been hidden for so long? I feel like I've spent so much of my life trying to be me for someone else, trying to be what I thought I "should" be and not just myself that I'm not even sure who I am anymore. More, now that I've opened my eyes to what I've been through, the assaults, the constant not being "good enough", the worthlessness I've held in for so so long, all I can feel is all that hurt. And I know I'm doing ok by not hiding from it and shoving it aside again, but I don't know how to get through that to be able to feel the good things anymore. My life isn't terrible, I have a great little boy and I had a fantastic friend, my boss is amazing. I just can't seem to feel the good and love I have in my life because it feels like the weight of my past, the things done to me and the things I did to others without even fully realizing it, it feels like it's crushing me.
I hope this made sense, I just... I'm trying so hard not to go right back to hiding and pretending again so it helps to force myself to get it out I guess.
See, I was raised that you should just always be ok and keep going, shrug off the bad. So I masked all of the depression and lifelessness I'd felt and pretended I was "ok" for so long I actually believed it! I never dealt with my feelings or any of the horrible things that happened to me in the past, I just acted like it had never happened. I realize now you can't really move on from anything until you face it, deal with it, and learn what you can from it to use today.
Anyways, almost 7 months ago, I met someone who can only be described as genuinely good-hearted and great. We weren't even technically a "couple", but I can't even call it a friendship because it was way beyond that. He truly cared about me, helping me to become the wonderful person he saw inside, helping me face my demons and be myself. And all he ever gave me was love, respect, honesty, compassion - as well as working his butt off to present to me all the tools I could possibly need to find myself and learn to let myself out and love myself. He might as well have just laid out a 3 mile wide brick road as the path to self-contentment.
Problem was, I couldn't fully accept it. I couldn't get out of my own way to realize that all he asked in return for everything he gave to me was that I be honest and sincere and open my heart up to him the way he did time and time again to me. And I just couldn't. I was so afraid of losing the first person who truly ever cared about me that I couldn't just really accept the love he gave and give it back. I was so scared of seeing all the darkness I'd been hiding for so long that I didn't even put in the work to really face it and work on recovering and moving forward in my life. And I see it now, it feels like I opened the floodgates and everything I held in for over a decade has been rushing out at me, almost feels like it's drowning me. But I'd lied to him, hidden from him, used him for my reason to live instead of putting in the work on myself, and I've lost that trust he'd placed in me. I lost his faith in me. I had the most perfect person in the world on my side to help me through the tough stuff and help me learn to love myself and I just couldn't accept it.
In turn, I majorly disrespected all that he shared with me, showed me, did and would have continued to do simply to be a good person and true friend to me. I've used people to give me some sort of sense of meaning and false happiness for so long. And I hate it. When we parted ways and I had to really face the kind of person I'd been for so long - well I can't even describe how wretched I feel. I don't want to be that person anymore. I don't want to lie or use, I want to learn to accept myself so that should someone great enter my life I can accept and embrace it instead of letting all of these irrational fears hold me back. I don't want to just exist anymore, I want to live. I just don't know how to even be me anymore, I want so badly to be sincere and to be able to show this man just how much it all meant to me (because he feels it was all a waste of his time).
How do you accept and give love when you've been hidden for so long? I feel like I've spent so much of my life trying to be me for someone else, trying to be what I thought I "should" be and not just myself that I'm not even sure who I am anymore. More, now that I've opened my eyes to what I've been through, the assaults, the constant not being "good enough", the worthlessness I've held in for so so long, all I can feel is all that hurt. And I know I'm doing ok by not hiding from it and shoving it aside again, but I don't know how to get through that to be able to feel the good things anymore. My life isn't terrible, I have a great little boy and I had a fantastic friend, my boss is amazing. I just can't seem to feel the good and love I have in my life because it feels like the weight of my past, the things done to me and the things I did to others without even fully realizing it, it feels like it's crushing me.
I hope this made sense, I just... I'm trying so hard not to go right back to hiding and pretending again so it helps to force myself to get it out I guess.