Tenkotsu
February 11th, 2016, 12:13 AM
I’ll try to be as short as possible.
Around october 2014 I understood what a friend was telling me, that I did what I wanted. I thought he meant that I wished for the things to happen, so I didn't like it, and he never explained himself. I read on the internet finally what he meant. That all the actions that I did were actions that I did. I could've decided to not do certain stuff, like get in a fight with my friends, or stay with people I didn't like, but I did. I tried to rationalize it (and I did), but in the end, it doesn't matter. I did what I did.
And I won't get a big compensation or things won't go smoothly in my life for that. In fact it has ruined me a lot of stuff and I should've realized this years ago. There's no secret conspiracy or that things go wrong because I am some kind of loser in life or anything, the actions I did led me here.
Now that discouraged me in life for a while, but then, in June or so of the last year, I thought "damn, if the bullies from High School had seen that, they would've made fun of me", and it dawned on me. It's something I was subconsciously thinking all the time.
Why was I worrying about that? Those people have been gone from my life for years now, yet I still worried for years that they would mock me for anything I did. Like, they would make fun of me if I tried to do something (say exercising) so i got discouraged and didn't do it. Or they would call out on me for trying to talk to other people, because I would be made fun of or told I was "betraying them", even though they're not here anymore and they weren't even my friends.
As if I was being watched by some people and they would be disappointed, or make fun of me, or I had to gain their approval. I started to think a lot about it. Who are "they"? Sometimes my bullies, sometimes 2 friends that weren't the nicest people around, sometimes my parents (but that was like, being disappointed for me being bullied or talking to the wrong person).
I realized that most if not almost all my actions or so were dominated by that kind of thinking, as if I was being watched all the time.
It was the "thing" that was holding me back all these years, if not most of my life. Something that I had that I knew I had to solve, but couldn't even see it. Feeling "paranoic" and trying to please people that treated me bad and I didn't like, but felt as if they were right, because other people were fake or something like that. Like probably a medicine or something, sure it tastes bad but it's good for you.
I thought a lot about it, because it was what I wanted to solve for a long time. I always thought it was "wrong" to be with people that you liked to be with (not bullying you, actually treating you well!) because we can't have it all in life, it was "unfair", I was being fake, or they weren't my group of friends so I couldn't be there (one of the bullies would drag me back to their group when I was with "good people" because according to him "I didn't belong with them").
I could go on and on about it now, because it has been kind of a big deal for me, but the thing is, that I just don't know what to do anymore.
I gave it some thought during my vacations back in december, I spent the month thinking about it, thinking about my life in school and the things that I wanted to solve. I hoped I could understand all the "why's" of me, why I didn't get along with certain people, why I felt ashamed of getting into something, even why I treated people that treat me well so bad while I didn't do anything to the people that actually hurt me with their bullying, but it feels more as if I lost my time. I didn't quite finish thinking about it, but I don't feel like continuing with it.
Now, I just don't know what to do anymore. I seriously don't. I feel completely lost. I feel nothing at all. I just found out what the problem was, and I lost my chance to do what I wanted long ago, so now what? I don't want to play anything, I find no reason to do anything, I don't have anyone to talk to, I don't even know what I want to do now. Nothing helps at all. It's kind of a relief and it has changed me, now I know not to get angry at people that really wanted to help me, but now I feel that I've lost my drive to do anything.
College will start soon again and yet I don't want to go, but I know not going will not help me, for I don't know what I would do anyway. Even if I wanted to take the time to rest, try to write something or even go to a psychologist or do stuff to make me feel better, I know I shouldn't. I haven't really made any friendships in years, so I can't even go out with people.
Around october 2014 I understood what a friend was telling me, that I did what I wanted. I thought he meant that I wished for the things to happen, so I didn't like it, and he never explained himself. I read on the internet finally what he meant. That all the actions that I did were actions that I did. I could've decided to not do certain stuff, like get in a fight with my friends, or stay with people I didn't like, but I did. I tried to rationalize it (and I did), but in the end, it doesn't matter. I did what I did.
And I won't get a big compensation or things won't go smoothly in my life for that. In fact it has ruined me a lot of stuff and I should've realized this years ago. There's no secret conspiracy or that things go wrong because I am some kind of loser in life or anything, the actions I did led me here.
Now that discouraged me in life for a while, but then, in June or so of the last year, I thought "damn, if the bullies from High School had seen that, they would've made fun of me", and it dawned on me. It's something I was subconsciously thinking all the time.
Why was I worrying about that? Those people have been gone from my life for years now, yet I still worried for years that they would mock me for anything I did. Like, they would make fun of me if I tried to do something (say exercising) so i got discouraged and didn't do it. Or they would call out on me for trying to talk to other people, because I would be made fun of or told I was "betraying them", even though they're not here anymore and they weren't even my friends.
As if I was being watched by some people and they would be disappointed, or make fun of me, or I had to gain their approval. I started to think a lot about it. Who are "they"? Sometimes my bullies, sometimes 2 friends that weren't the nicest people around, sometimes my parents (but that was like, being disappointed for me being bullied or talking to the wrong person).
I realized that most if not almost all my actions or so were dominated by that kind of thinking, as if I was being watched all the time.
It was the "thing" that was holding me back all these years, if not most of my life. Something that I had that I knew I had to solve, but couldn't even see it. Feeling "paranoic" and trying to please people that treated me bad and I didn't like, but felt as if they were right, because other people were fake or something like that. Like probably a medicine or something, sure it tastes bad but it's good for you.
I thought a lot about it, because it was what I wanted to solve for a long time. I always thought it was "wrong" to be with people that you liked to be with (not bullying you, actually treating you well!) because we can't have it all in life, it was "unfair", I was being fake, or they weren't my group of friends so I couldn't be there (one of the bullies would drag me back to their group when I was with "good people" because according to him "I didn't belong with them").
I could go on and on about it now, because it has been kind of a big deal for me, but the thing is, that I just don't know what to do anymore.
I gave it some thought during my vacations back in december, I spent the month thinking about it, thinking about my life in school and the things that I wanted to solve. I hoped I could understand all the "why's" of me, why I didn't get along with certain people, why I felt ashamed of getting into something, even why I treated people that treat me well so bad while I didn't do anything to the people that actually hurt me with their bullying, but it feels more as if I lost my time. I didn't quite finish thinking about it, but I don't feel like continuing with it.
Now, I just don't know what to do anymore. I seriously don't. I feel completely lost. I feel nothing at all. I just found out what the problem was, and I lost my chance to do what I wanted long ago, so now what? I don't want to play anything, I find no reason to do anything, I don't have anyone to talk to, I don't even know what I want to do now. Nothing helps at all. It's kind of a relief and it has changed me, now I know not to get angry at people that really wanted to help me, but now I feel that I've lost my drive to do anything.
College will start soon again and yet I don't want to go, but I know not going will not help me, for I don't know what I would do anyway. Even if I wanted to take the time to rest, try to write something or even go to a psychologist or do stuff to make me feel better, I know I shouldn't. I haven't really made any friendships in years, so I can't even go out with people.