I'm 23; I do have a few friends but I find it hard to make new ones. I wish I was dead & feel like I am nothing. I can get by day by day but thinking about the rest of my life…..alone. It’s ok not having a relationship now, for example, but never having one.
My parents are pretty much my world. When I’m older, finding a job and a home of my own - Who will I be with? The best I can do is to superficially get on with people, like acquaintances. But I don’t forge genuine connections. I don’t really ‘see’ people. I don’t feel like I deserve to. I think I’m so desperate to have friends and fix things that I just look at people as a means to an end. I’m not sure if I genuinely care.
It may sound like I think things are worse than they are. But something isn’t right. I feel left out and when I go out with people and they start talking close to each other because of music and they hug etc, I just stand there like a lemon intruding on real friends. I try. If I’m invited I always go. Recently I went out, talked, laughed, danced, but at the end the group I was with left me on my own……..and I walked home alone crying.
I was accidently invited to a lunch with a few people which was easier to cope with. I tried to talk and laugh and enjoyed myself, which I did, despite saying the occasional lead balloon. Then I got intentionally invited to lunch and that was also good. But when I went out in the evening with the same people I felt on my own again and awkward. I always seem so near yet so very, very far.
There are people in the group who have been around the same amount of time as me, but seem so much closer to everyone - Genuine friends who spend time together individually and in groups. Maybe I just don’t fit in very well in this one but this happens with every new group and every new place I go and I’ve done some courses and been on organized trips with people I haven’t met before, trying to find a place….but it never happens. No matter how well I ‘think’ it’s going, for me at any rate, it just seems to last the length of the time that the group ‘has to be together’. What’s wrong with me?
At my last job I was there for half a year before my friend joined to. She had a lot more friends who talked to her and stayed in touch after we both left. She’d tell me things about people and I’d marvel at how she found them out so quickly. I’ve tried to do the same but I come across as interview like or ‘going through the motions’. I felt very depressed and ‘evil’ at that time, in comparison anyway.
I have the awful feeling that this is just who I am. I’ve been on my own for too long so it’s normal for me. I don’t seem to be able to socialize in a way that isn’t superficial, finding a real connection. Maybe I don’t really want to deep down, maybe I’m just too afraid to be real with them (I’m not sure whether I do or not or what ‘real’ is). I’m afraid that the truth is I only care about myself and I’m only interested in making friends because I think that would be normal or good. I’m not sure if I’m depressed because I genuinely want to have friends or because I’m aware that I’m probably missing out on a lot without them, and it’s kind of bad to not care for others in that way…………
Metaphorically speaking it feels like I’m able to dig away the snow but I always end up at a wall. But only a small part of that wall. I’ll never uncover or understand the entire thing. I’ll just keep digging away at the snow each day. Until there are suddenly no days left and life was the best it could be, more than I deserved considering what I’m like. But nothing like as rich or rewarding as someone who gives and connects with others. The conundrum of low self esteem and self loathing twinned with arrogance and shallowness. Is there hope………..Or should I just make do and get through….
*sorry for it being so long......just wanted to get it out.
My parents are pretty much my world. When I’m older, finding a job and a home of my own - Who will I be with? The best I can do is to superficially get on with people, like acquaintances. But I don’t forge genuine connections. I don’t really ‘see’ people. I don’t feel like I deserve to. I think I’m so desperate to have friends and fix things that I just look at people as a means to an end. I’m not sure if I genuinely care.
It may sound like I think things are worse than they are. But something isn’t right. I feel left out and when I go out with people and they start talking close to each other because of music and they hug etc, I just stand there like a lemon intruding on real friends. I try. If I’m invited I always go. Recently I went out, talked, laughed, danced, but at the end the group I was with left me on my own……..and I walked home alone crying.
I was accidently invited to a lunch with a few people which was easier to cope with. I tried to talk and laugh and enjoyed myself, which I did, despite saying the occasional lead balloon. Then I got intentionally invited to lunch and that was also good. But when I went out in the evening with the same people I felt on my own again and awkward. I always seem so near yet so very, very far.
There are people in the group who have been around the same amount of time as me, but seem so much closer to everyone - Genuine friends who spend time together individually and in groups. Maybe I just don’t fit in very well in this one but this happens with every new group and every new place I go and I’ve done some courses and been on organized trips with people I haven’t met before, trying to find a place….but it never happens. No matter how well I ‘think’ it’s going, for me at any rate, it just seems to last the length of the time that the group ‘has to be together’. What’s wrong with me?
At my last job I was there for half a year before my friend joined to. She had a lot more friends who talked to her and stayed in touch after we both left. She’d tell me things about people and I’d marvel at how she found them out so quickly. I’ve tried to do the same but I come across as interview like or ‘going through the motions’. I felt very depressed and ‘evil’ at that time, in comparison anyway.
I have the awful feeling that this is just who I am. I’ve been on my own for too long so it’s normal for me. I don’t seem to be able to socialize in a way that isn’t superficial, finding a real connection. Maybe I don’t really want to deep down, maybe I’m just too afraid to be real with them (I’m not sure whether I do or not or what ‘real’ is). I’m afraid that the truth is I only care about myself and I’m only interested in making friends because I think that would be normal or good. I’m not sure if I’m depressed because I genuinely want to have friends or because I’m aware that I’m probably missing out on a lot without them, and it’s kind of bad to not care for others in that way…………
Metaphorically speaking it feels like I’m able to dig away the snow but I always end up at a wall. But only a small part of that wall. I’ll never uncover or understand the entire thing. I’ll just keep digging away at the snow each day. Until there are suddenly no days left and life was the best it could be, more than I deserved considering what I’m like. But nothing like as rich or rewarding as someone who gives and connects with others. The conundrum of low self esteem and self loathing twinned with arrogance and shallowness. Is there hope………..Or should I just make do and get through….
*sorry for it being so long......just wanted to get it out.