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May 4, 2018 at 11:38 am #205587IidaParticipant
Hi, this is my first time reaching out on this site. (Excuse my possible grammar mistakes since English is not my first language.) I am an 18-year-old girl who’s struggled with friendships all her life. My “best friend” throughout elementary school was very abusive and demeaning towards me. She completely shattered my self-esteem and confidence. I had another friend too and she was all the same. I couldn’t recognise emotional abuse at the time due to the emotional (and physical) neglect I suffered at the hands of my caregivers. After I left the relationship at 13, I got targeted by a bully which made it even harder to create new friendships. I managed to make one friend after all and being with her ended up being the happiest time of my life so far. Anyways, her and me tried to join a new group of girls and I saw this group as my only chance to finally get into a “healthy” friend group that I’d always been dreaming of. As I said earlier, my parents have always been neglectful and left me home alone for hours since I was 8. This resulted in an intense need for connection and caretaking, which came across as clinginess and “fakeness” that eventually pushed the friend group away, including my original best friend.
After that I continued to high school where I’m studying now. It’s in the same building with my old school where the bullying occurred so it feels pretty horrible going there every day. After one year of hanging around with some people that I felt like I didn’t really click with I finally got the courage to start getting to know the group of friends that I knew would be like me and would make great friends after observing their interactions during the first year. Needless to say, I placed HUGE expectations on this group, thinking that my loneliness would finally fade. But, I hate to say this, I made the same mistakes as with the first group, (although not as seriously): I tried too hard, placed all my happiness on these people and came across as clingy and annoying which resulted in them slowly starting to avoid and ignore me. I even overheard one of them saying to the other after they thought I had already gone to the cafeteria: “Let’s not go eat with her!” I had had my suspicions but this was such a devastating hit, especially after I had (too quickly) revealed them some very private details of my life. Also, one of them was a bit sensitive as a person and I accidentally ended up saying things that hurt her out of my own insecurity. She pointed these things out, I apologised sincerily, but after that our relationship was never the same it had been before. Because of all this, I feel so ashamed of myself and my repeated mistakes that I have stopped eating with them at school. I just can’t bear the things I’ve done and what they might think of me now. I am extremely unhappy now and have started to eat with the old best friend and her friends. Some of them make me feel a little uncomfortable and I just feel like an outsider there too. I have some people that I might consider making friends with, but at this point I feel quite hopeless about it all and I’m afraid these people will turn out to be like my abuser because of the sarcastic humor they use. I just really don’t know what to do anymore and how to keep going. I know I only have one year of school left but I just can’t stand the thought of having to be friendless any more. I wish for understanding and support even though my problems might seem pretty small. I feel really hopeless and worthless, I just feel like I can’t go on anymore.
May 4, 2018 at 11:59 am #205605AnonymousGuestDear lida:
I will read your post and reply when I am back to the computer in about sixteen hours. I hope other members will reply to you before I am back.
anita
May 4, 2018 at 8:01 pm #205661StevenParticipantDear lida:
I read your post twice. Seems like nothing has changed since I was in school. If I hadn’t known you had written the post, could have sworn it was my story, too.
I had a very lonely, cruel childhood as well. I had no one to help me, no one to go to for advice. I was also the keeper of two horrible secrets at the age of 16: My mother was a mentally ill alcoholic and I knew I was gay. To make matters worse, we moved around a lot so I was never in one school or one neighborhood long enough to make friends. Like you, I got bullied and emotionally beat up on a regular basis.
I was afraid of both my parents. My father “taught” me to be a victim in life by allowing my mother to physically and mentally abuse me. I had serious thoughts about running away. Eventually I did, but not until I graduated from high school.
Here’s what I did to survive:
I love to read. I made the public library my best friend. I spent as much time there as I possibly could. I got to know fellow readers and librarians. I went to library sponsored lectures and joined book clubs. I volunteered at the library on weekends. Before I knew it, my social life and friendships evolved around the public library, not high school. As I look back on those high school years, it was the public library that saved my life.
My point: School is not the only place to make friends. Look at your life outside of school and explore your hobbies and interests in greater detail. You will be amazed how wonderful life can be when you are in an environment of your own choosing. And don’t forget to smile.
I’m not a competitive person. I had some serious reservations about college. With my low self esteem and years of neglect and emotional abuse from parents and students, I didn’t feel I could handle college. College can be intense and very competitive.
The best thing I ever did was go to college. I guess by the time some people reach college age, they’ve grown up and become more purpose driven. I formed my best friendships in college. People actually reached out to me for my friendship and that was quite a change from those nightmare high school years. I also realized something very important in college: If you don’t become the architect of your own life, someone else will.
Desperation should not be in your vocabulary, Lida. As I write this, I promise: Life gets better.
Steven
May 5, 2018 at 4:53 am #205685AnonymousGuestDear lida:
Reads to me that at this point, better you not try to have a friend-group at school, or anywhere, but instead have only one friend. Have a one-to-one friendship. I think it will be way easier this way, for you. I prefer one-to-one. Less complicated.
Endure your “loneliness and despair” best you can without acting desperate. Treat yourself with kindness and respect, take good care of yourself.
anita
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