rjisbyhimself
Active member
First post:
I will be brief because I tend to get very long-winded with things. First time here. I have read a few entries on this forum and I can relate to a decent amount of what others are going through. I am 47 and at times I do not have any idea what is what and I will never hold any answers as to what the true purpose of it all is. I do know that there are many things that do not compute and I will always be left with questions and scratching my head.
Growing up through childhood was miserable for me but I tried making the best out of it. When you only have yourself, you have to find things to do to keep yourself busy. I didn’t really have any friends until later on as a teen. I didn’t do what other kids and teens did, didn’t go to as many functions as they did, in and out of school. One exception being that I did go to my prom, almost didn’t. I was talked into going. I really didn’t want to go. Funny thing is that I ended up being one of the Kings of the Court at the prom. One of five Kings. I was sort of surprised about that that I nearly spilled my plate of spaghetti and meatballs on my dress pants that evening.
Life has been a struggle for me with more downs than ups. I almost made it to where I wanted to be in life, a handful of times, and then things would get crushed. The last two years was the final nail, I guess one could say. Lost a great deal, everyone lost a great deal. Also lost almost whatever friends I did have. Just recently I was accused of saying something about someone that I didn’t say. Things seem to really be coming down on me these days.
I am slowly trying to restart life back up again but my confidence has shrunken a great deal. When I go outside; whether it is to a store, cafe or anywhere there is people, I can’t help but feel very alone within a crowd. Where I live it is difficult to be social with people, unless they want to bum a smoke or money off from you or if you do not adhere to some sort of narrative(s). I quit smoking almost 10 years ago, I am poor and I am not into narratives, lol. After these last two years, the social aspect has gotten much worse. I see people who are unhappy and some try to appear as if they are not unhappy, a lot of virtue signalling and bypassment (people ignoring). I sometimes have a funny way with my own wordings.
I am slowly starting to get more of an idea that maybe things would be a lot better if I just distanced myself away from people and pay more focus with myself. I am realizing that being by myself is the safest bet. Not only because of the attitudes out there but also because of how my life is, how it ended up. I would be questioned and judged on certain things. I’m not worried much about that stuff but I don’t want to put myself into situations, in the first place, where those things could happen to me by just “being myself” and then being disregarded in some form because of who I am, what I do or what I don’t do. If keeping to myself means being hurt less then I will take that.
On the flip-side: by spacing myself away from people that will create a further feeling of fear that comes with the isolation, which I am no stranger to. The fear covers both reconnecting with people and also just simply going out to places and just doing regular, every day, things., anxiety and dread. If there is a good side to something you can be sure of there being a negative to go with it. The negative part can be unsettling for me, at times. This is where self-rationalization of the benefits of keeping to myself comes into play. Even then it can become a game of tug of war.
I have spent a good deal of my time helping others and receiving little in return when it became important for me when help was needed. Now I feel it is my time to treat myself right and leave the rest of the public to their own.
That’s really it. The non-long-winded version of it, lol.
I will be brief because I tend to get very long-winded with things. First time here. I have read a few entries on this forum and I can relate to a decent amount of what others are going through. I am 47 and at times I do not have any idea what is what and I will never hold any answers as to what the true purpose of it all is. I do know that there are many things that do not compute and I will always be left with questions and scratching my head.
Growing up through childhood was miserable for me but I tried making the best out of it. When you only have yourself, you have to find things to do to keep yourself busy. I didn’t really have any friends until later on as a teen. I didn’t do what other kids and teens did, didn’t go to as many functions as they did, in and out of school. One exception being that I did go to my prom, almost didn’t. I was talked into going. I really didn’t want to go. Funny thing is that I ended up being one of the Kings of the Court at the prom. One of five Kings. I was sort of surprised about that that I nearly spilled my plate of spaghetti and meatballs on my dress pants that evening.
Life has been a struggle for me with more downs than ups. I almost made it to where I wanted to be in life, a handful of times, and then things would get crushed. The last two years was the final nail, I guess one could say. Lost a great deal, everyone lost a great deal. Also lost almost whatever friends I did have. Just recently I was accused of saying something about someone that I didn’t say. Things seem to really be coming down on me these days.
I am slowly trying to restart life back up again but my confidence has shrunken a great deal. When I go outside; whether it is to a store, cafe or anywhere there is people, I can’t help but feel very alone within a crowd. Where I live it is difficult to be social with people, unless they want to bum a smoke or money off from you or if you do not adhere to some sort of narrative(s). I quit smoking almost 10 years ago, I am poor and I am not into narratives, lol. After these last two years, the social aspect has gotten much worse. I see people who are unhappy and some try to appear as if they are not unhappy, a lot of virtue signalling and bypassment (people ignoring). I sometimes have a funny way with my own wordings.
I am slowly starting to get more of an idea that maybe things would be a lot better if I just distanced myself away from people and pay more focus with myself. I am realizing that being by myself is the safest bet. Not only because of the attitudes out there but also because of how my life is, how it ended up. I would be questioned and judged on certain things. I’m not worried much about that stuff but I don’t want to put myself into situations, in the first place, where those things could happen to me by just “being myself” and then being disregarded in some form because of who I am, what I do or what I don’t do. If keeping to myself means being hurt less then I will take that.
On the flip-side: by spacing myself away from people that will create a further feeling of fear that comes with the isolation, which I am no stranger to. The fear covers both reconnecting with people and also just simply going out to places and just doing regular, every day, things., anxiety and dread. If there is a good side to something you can be sure of there being a negative to go with it. The negative part can be unsettling for me, at times. This is where self-rationalization of the benefits of keeping to myself comes into play. Even then it can become a game of tug of war.
I have spent a good deal of my time helping others and receiving little in return when it became important for me when help was needed. Now I feel it is my time to treat myself right and leave the rest of the public to their own.
That’s really it. The non-long-winded version of it, lol.