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December 23, 2019 at 6:43 am #328867kappaParticipant
1. when i was young in school, i did not have a smart phone, did not care about the boys and was busy with my girlfriends all the time. i come from a conservative family and i had never talked to boys (i did talk to them but just formally)
2. when i got into college, i was handed over a smartphone and i discovered the online chatting websites. i discovered everything and left my curiosity on a loose. i had never felt like this before. i could talk to anyone and they would all like me. they called me smart, quirky, different, intelligent, funny. i was addicted to this appreciation.
3. as a result, i stopped growing. mentally and emotionally i became very needy. i met a man 9 years older to me, 6 years in a relationship and i fell in love with him and confessed it to him. he said that his girlfriend is his first priority and he does not want to leave her. i felt embarrassed, who am i what have i done
4. i felt jealous of their relationship and bonding and wanted to take her place. i stopped caring about myself and instead focused more on impressing him and making him fall in love with me.
5. i feel belittled and insecure. he met his girlfriend in real life and in a respectable way unlike me who is online and he knows that i have talked to other boys too. i am so ashamed. i dont know why i did all this. maybe due to family issues. i had told him a lot about my childhood and family, i dont know why. he would listen to it and i kept on telling.
6. i am ashamed of my behaviour. i want to fix the injury but i dont know how. i have finished college and want a job. i have to pass an exam for that. i want a boyfriend as soon as i get a job. but i dont want a commitment. i dont know what i want. and i dont know how to figure it out.
7. i have faced beatings at home in childhood, i was verbally abused and yelled at but they were due to my own mistakes. for example, my parents found me talking to a boy and they beat the shit out of me. my father didnt talk to me for one year and i was grounded in home. i dont blame them. they wanted my safety.
8. i always blamed myself for talking to this boy and ruining my relationship with my parents. i have still not gotten over the trauma and every time i hear the name of that boy or every time i see the phone i had used for talking or every time i see a girl and boy talking even on TV or movie, i get shivers down my spine. it was my fault. i admit that my parents were emotionally unavailable in my childhood and i spent a long years of my life playing alone with imaginary characters. not knowing what the real world is like and when i talked to a boy, i was beaten. i dont blame my parents. they had career issues, personal issues, their marriage is pitiable but they deny it and say that its all normal. i dont know what is normal and what is not, what to do and what not.
9. i always feel like i dont deserve anything more than my mother. is my mother didnt get love and respect from my father i dont deserve it too. so i willingly ran after men who were emotionally and romantically unavailable. i always wondered what they thought of me, if they like me more than their girlfriends. not that i wanted to fuck them but because i wanted to know what my worth is. what am i entitled to.
10. i always complain about my problems. i dont know how i will live a life. i have never discussed these things before and i dont know if it is normal or not. my mother does not discuss her problems because she has no one to talk to and she says that she doesnt like to talk about problems, not even mine, not my fathers. we have no emotional connection, no communication, no exchange of dialogues at home and i just know one thing that it is normal, it is just how all families are. thats what my mother told me.
11. i want to run out of this mess. i want to live my life and dont care about my parents. i dont care whether they are happy or not, whether they have based their happiness on my performance in life, i dont care if they had an unhappy marriage then i should have one too. but what do i do. i love them and hate them. i just love them. but i dont know if really love them. what is love. how do i love myself. what does falling in love feel like. i think i fall in love when someone praises me, calls me smart, etc. thats love for me. what is love. please tell me. please help.
December 23, 2019 at 10:14 am #329123NekoshemaParticipantWell, this all sounds rather similar to my life story. I was far more confident and outgoing in school than as an adult. In my late teens and very early twenties, the majority of my friends left to attend school and the only friends I had left were rather toxic. I clung to one of them, eventually, we began dating [though he didn’t want to officially tell anyone outside of the 3 people we hung out with] and this resulted in being gaslit by him, even before our relationship began. I was very lucky, the same day I was breaking up with him [long story short, it was bad] my now fiance called me cute and wondered if I wanted to go out [we just talked for a few months before we actually went out] he has been a mental/emotional/spiritual safe haven for me and has helped me grow in so many ways.
Anyway, that background on me aside, answering your question. Firstly, I’ve been there, breath, take a step back, and connect with friends. Find a hobby and meet new people. If you can, move away from your parents, they are toxic and won’t help you in your healing/love journey. I know how difficult it is when all you see/feel is the negatives. I remember being 22 and rolling my eyes at positive thinking, concluding people who always look on the bright side are just ignoring the negative and pretending. I saw them as miserable people who refused to admit to pain and were worse than someone like me who could see the world was terrible and could accept that fact. Truth is, I still don’t like those people who actively avoid negativity, but that’s a rare extreme. What you choose to surround yourself with will greatly impact your worldview. While I don’t want you to avoid being informed, limit your news and social media consumption. Our world thrives on bad news and drama and this can really weigh on you. Something else I did the first year I tried to improve was getting a mason jar and write down positive things. At the end of the year, open the jar and read them. It’s amazing the things you forget. [I’m doing it this year] You can also journal, make a vision board or post affirmations around your home. Those last two took me a while because I was embarrassed a random person might see it and judge me for it [irrational, but something I felt at the time] I did try over the years to keep a gratitude journal, listing 3 things every day I’m grateful for. While I love the idea, I’m bad at being consistent with that one lol.
Exercise and eating healthy are also beneficial. While not quick fixes, you’ll feel better, you can also find communities online as well at local health clubs/gyms to keep you motivated, meet new friends, and discover a new positive viewpoint. Meditation is also a positive in my opinion. As well, try therapy or some other type of counselling. I know it can be expensive, difficult, or you may think it isn’t necessary, but you’d be surprised. Even as simple as a free help phone, someone to talk to, it’s very useful. I’m Pagan, and something I do is called Shadow Work, which is based on Jung’s concept of the shadow, a place where we bury our “darkness” and as someone who embraces the darkness of the world, healing by walking through the dark tunnel really connected with me.
Loving yourself will take longer than you think. [I still struggle] You can start by going to the mirror, looking yourself in the eye and saying “I love you.” [and it will be uncomfortable at first] Make a list of things you love about yourself and hang it somewhere you’ll see it every day. You are enough, and you deserve to be happy and loved. Keep working to better yourself, but do it because you want to, not because others tell you you should be smarter/funnier/better. That’s self-loving, caring about yourself enough to do what makes you happy not because this person is smarter, or that person says I could be prettier if I dress this way.
Best of luck to you.
December 23, 2019 at 10:53 am #329127AnonymousGuestDear kapa:
This is what I understand about you and your life so far, based on what you shared here:
You were a very lonely child because your parents “were emotionally unavailable”, because your mother “doesn’t like to talk about problems, not even mine.. we have no emotional connection, no communication, no exchange of dialogues at home”.
When you were a young child, you didn’t have many words but you still needed to be seen and heard, to be understood, so that you could understand yourself. A child is not meant to grow up in social isolation at home.
“it is just how all families are”, your mother told you. This is probably how her home was. And it is how many homes are: this is the reason why many people start their lives troubled.
(I hope it will be different in the future, in your home, and that your children will not be lonely in their own home).
All young children love their parents a whole lot. Even when anger and hate is added to that love later, the love for our parents never goes away. You love your mother so much that you can’t accept the idea that you will have love in a relationship with a man when she doesn’t. She comes first. This is how much you love her.
When you were handed over a smartphone and discovered online chatting websites, you experienced something you didn’t experience at home, something new and exciting: being liked, being told you are smart, intelligent, funny, being appreciated (“I had never felt like this before.. they would all like me.. called me smart.. I was addicted to this appreciation“).
As a child, you were hungry to be liked and appreciated. But instead of being liked and appreciated, you “faced beatings.. was verbally abused and yelled at”.
When your parents found out that you were “talking to a boy”, they made a mistake (it was not you who made the mistake). They didn’t understand that it is natural for a child to want to connect to another person, neither did they understand that a girl most often has an interest in a boy, in any home, conservative or not. (They forgot that it was the same for them, when they were children).
They should have gently enforced behavioral rules for you, they should have done so with love, not hate (“they beat the sh** out of me”- that’s hate, not love). When your father didn’t talk to you for a whole year as punishment, that was hate, not love.
“I always blamed myself for talking to this boy and ruining my relationship with my parents”- but you are not guilty. Even before you ever talked to a boy, the relationship with your parents almost didn’t exist: “I spent a long years of my life playing alone with imaginary characters”-
-you had no real life relationship with your real-life parents. So you had imagined relationships with imagined characters.
No wonder, when you discovered chat lines, you were hooked, it was a step up from the completely imaginary social life of childhood.
“I have faced beatings at home.. verbally abused and yelled at but they were due to my own mistakes”, no, they were due to your parents’ mistakes. They were the ones doing the beating and yelling= they were the ones doing wrong. (You didn’t beat or yell at them= you didn’t do wrong).
I would like to continue to communicate with you and do what I can to help you, in the context of this thread. Take your time and if you want, let me know what you think about what I wrote to you so far, and we can take it from there.
anita
December 26, 2019 at 6:57 pm #329557EmilyParticipantI love your response, Anita. I deeply resonate with it and with OP’s post. I had a period of incredible growth, but have since regressed further and have collected and ingrained strong unhealthy habits. At this point, my only way out is practice and repetition to strengthen healthier habits. The weight of the endeavor keeps me paralyzed but still, I remember that enlightening time and feel such great excitement and gratitude for this suffering. It’s almost as if conserving the memory of being enlightened prevents me from moving forward. As if the need for self-realization is satisfied with experiencing the memory for brief moments. I feel utterly stuck. Practicing letting go regularly (or at all) is what I believe will help, but there’s still something causing resistance. I am causing resistance.
Thanks for reading my word vomit.
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