DogwoodTree
Platinum Member
I'm always "doing" in relationships...times with other people. Even if we're just sitting there, somehow I'm performing--reading them, trying to figure out what they want, trying to say the right things and think in ways that make them comfortable with me. I grew up doing that with everyone around me, because no one could handle having *me* in the relationship...only themselves and the box they created for me.
Additionally, interaction with people has never been natural and comfortable for me anyway, even beyond the crazy-dysfunctional family I grew up in. I'm always studying people to figure out what's expected of me, what rules to follow, how to try and fit in. I have to fake chuckles to blend into the group, and willfully force myself to touch other people or make eye contact at the right times and in the right ways, and I study their reactions to see how "right" I got it. To sit and have a natural, relaxed conversation...that just doesn't happen for me, or if it does, I feel like I've just faked it well or I've unfairly dumped on the other person, and I walk away feeling like I've been selfish or told them more than what's safe to share.
Even with all the effort I've put into finding safer relationships the past couple of years, I still only either "do" or "become invisible". As I've tried to bring more of my authentic self to the surface, that inner self has been so screwed up that no one can handle the real me. It's not fair to put that burden on people. No one wants to be around a depressed weirdo, and certainly no one wants to hear about the things that contaminate my thoughts.
So anyway, now I have absolutely no clue what it's like to just sit and be in someone's presence...be myself...much less to enjoy that. I really, truly have no one in my entire life (I'm 41) that I've ever let down my guard and just existed with them instead of trying to meet their expectations or accomplish very specific goals. If there's not interaction and the efforts to perform for them, then I don't know what my purpose is in the relationship. And if I'm not making them comfortable with me, then I feel like I've overstepped my boundaries for existence and committed an unforgivable sin...become worthy only of rejection.
What does it look like for you to be with someone? How does it feel? What is the experience like for you on the inside?
Additionally, interaction with people has never been natural and comfortable for me anyway, even beyond the crazy-dysfunctional family I grew up in. I'm always studying people to figure out what's expected of me, what rules to follow, how to try and fit in. I have to fake chuckles to blend into the group, and willfully force myself to touch other people or make eye contact at the right times and in the right ways, and I study their reactions to see how "right" I got it. To sit and have a natural, relaxed conversation...that just doesn't happen for me, or if it does, I feel like I've just faked it well or I've unfairly dumped on the other person, and I walk away feeling like I've been selfish or told them more than what's safe to share.
Even with all the effort I've put into finding safer relationships the past couple of years, I still only either "do" or "become invisible". As I've tried to bring more of my authentic self to the surface, that inner self has been so screwed up that no one can handle the real me. It's not fair to put that burden on people. No one wants to be around a depressed weirdo, and certainly no one wants to hear about the things that contaminate my thoughts.
So anyway, now I have absolutely no clue what it's like to just sit and be in someone's presence...be myself...much less to enjoy that. I really, truly have no one in my entire life (I'm 41) that I've ever let down my guard and just existed with them instead of trying to meet their expectations or accomplish very specific goals. If there's not interaction and the efforts to perform for them, then I don't know what my purpose is in the relationship. And if I'm not making them comfortable with me, then I feel like I've overstepped my boundaries for existence and committed an unforgivable sin...become worthy only of rejection.
What does it look like for you to be with someone? How does it feel? What is the experience like for you on the inside?