Upside Down Eagle
Diamond Member
Hey people,
So I spent a while living with some family members because I was doing very bad and I screwed up with two of them. In both situations I was accused of being too childlike and told "I know you have problems, but that is no reason to behave like a child."
I'm twenty-six, but I am often in a mindset where I feel the exact same way that I did at age eight. At that age I had nobody around who gave a damn about me (those who gave a damn, didn't know what was going on with my parents and me). Being in that mindset also causes me to act as if I were that age. I'll give you two examples...
Maybe you'd like to read one of them, or both of them, and tell me what you think. Have you behaved in a way that others considered idiotic, childish and unreasonable? How did you handle it? What did you think about yourself afterwards?
Example I
While I was at my aunts' house, she entered the room while I was in the middle of cursing at the images in my head. She said I'd been screaming, which I wasn't aware of. She hadn't knocked and I felt violated so I barricaded the door with my hands to prevent her from coming in again. She tried to come in and then when I didn't let her, she menaced me, telling me that she'd "phone somebody". In that mindset, I thought she'd get somebody to force me to open the door. She probably didn't mean in that way, but at that time I was pretty convinced that she did. I was so furious I packed my bags immediately and got the hell out of there.
Example II
While I was at my grandma's house, there was a day that we went somewhere in a car. There were bumps on the road and the shock of riding over them made me feel violated and humiliated, it often does. I made fists and started punching myself to get rid of the feeling, then when they stopped the car I bolted out like a dog and ran for it. I ran into the forest panting and feeling like I was eight all over again, feeling like somebody'd just beaten me. I felt disempowered and ashamed that my episode had been witnessed by grandma and her boyfriend, furious at them for being present at the time and hating myself for being that way. All I wanted to do is just keep running and dissapear altogheter. I spent the whole evening in the forest until dark, not wanting to come back.
I wondered if they'd give a damn about me. If I had been in the adult mindset, maybe I would have realized that of course they would worry. But instead of realizing that, I decided to test them and stay in the forest until they send me a message asking where I was. They did eventually, one hour after dark, so I returned. Once there my grandma was upset and crying and telling me that she was so mad at me, she couldn't even look at me. She told me I was a horrible person for doing that to her, told me that I was a immature hypocrite that goes through life feeling sorry for herself, and that I needed to grow up and start acting like a twenty six year old instead of an eight year old. I sat there staring at here while she screamed at me, but I couldn't feel anything. I felt no empathy and no apathy. I felt nothing at all, just silence.
So I spent a while living with some family members because I was doing very bad and I screwed up with two of them. In both situations I was accused of being too childlike and told "I know you have problems, but that is no reason to behave like a child."
I'm twenty-six, but I am often in a mindset where I feel the exact same way that I did at age eight. At that age I had nobody around who gave a damn about me (those who gave a damn, didn't know what was going on with my parents and me). Being in that mindset also causes me to act as if I were that age. I'll give you two examples...
Maybe you'd like to read one of them, or both of them, and tell me what you think. Have you behaved in a way that others considered idiotic, childish and unreasonable? How did you handle it? What did you think about yourself afterwards?
Example I
While I was at my aunts' house, she entered the room while I was in the middle of cursing at the images in my head. She said I'd been screaming, which I wasn't aware of. She hadn't knocked and I felt violated so I barricaded the door with my hands to prevent her from coming in again. She tried to come in and then when I didn't let her, she menaced me, telling me that she'd "phone somebody". In that mindset, I thought she'd get somebody to force me to open the door. She probably didn't mean in that way, but at that time I was pretty convinced that she did. I was so furious I packed my bags immediately and got the hell out of there.
Example II
While I was at my grandma's house, there was a day that we went somewhere in a car. There were bumps on the road and the shock of riding over them made me feel violated and humiliated, it often does. I made fists and started punching myself to get rid of the feeling, then when they stopped the car I bolted out like a dog and ran for it. I ran into the forest panting and feeling like I was eight all over again, feeling like somebody'd just beaten me. I felt disempowered and ashamed that my episode had been witnessed by grandma and her boyfriend, furious at them for being present at the time and hating myself for being that way. All I wanted to do is just keep running and dissapear altogheter. I spent the whole evening in the forest until dark, not wanting to come back.
I wondered if they'd give a damn about me. If I had been in the adult mindset, maybe I would have realized that of course they would worry. But instead of realizing that, I decided to test them and stay in the forest until they send me a message asking where I was. They did eventually, one hour after dark, so I returned. Once there my grandma was upset and crying and telling me that she was so mad at me, she couldn't even look at me. She told me I was a horrible person for doing that to her, told me that I was a immature hypocrite that goes through life feeling sorry for herself, and that I needed to grow up and start acting like a twenty six year old instead of an eight year old. I sat there staring at here while she screamed at me, but I couldn't feel anything. I felt no empathy and no apathy. I felt nothing at all, just silence.